After an extended period of staying in, the cold chilling to the bone and parts beyond, The Lord of Leisure sits with his banjo, a cup of tea and a copy of the Angling Times, simply because the local polar bears up the street are hosting a dinner party and don’t wish to be seen with the riff-raff as they put it. Being a Lord of Leisure isn’t enough it seems…

Due to complications with the digestion system, the Lord did not make a public appearance in Manchester, with all the fans who were waiting, all disappointed. Or maybe 3 people, whichever sounds better. It was a great shame, and will have to be made up at some point, maybe with the give away of a keyring. Do people want key rings these days?

And now to stop referring to myself in the third person for the rest of the post, to the clan of Manchester, (Glyn, Kelly and the birthday lady, Christine with countless others) I will make it up there again now that the trouble seems to have subsided for the moment. But for how long? (cue music of doom with woman from the 50’s screaming)

During this weekend period of drinking vast quantities of drugs, more viewings of Flight of the Conchords occurred, along with updating the website to run on the newer version of WordPress, so there may be improvements to be seen as a result in terms of speed but other than that, the website looks the same and functions the same.

And a rather strange twist of naughty happened early Sunday, the result of which shall be revealed in a few days time with either an array of fireworks and a parade, or another blog post.

Trust me, I still have no idea what the result of the experiment will sound like as a finished product, but considering what transpired in terms of conversation, some of which did insult rather badly and others well, frankly were very bizzare, it shall be interesting as what made the final cut, shall we say. 🙂 oh the tension’s so high, you could bottle it! Check back here on Wednesday for what it was, that is if it wasn’t so bad, it makes you weep gumdrop tears and and the children ask “Why did Scruffles go away?”

I have no idea what animal Scruffles is, just put in the animal of your choice like a cat, giraffe or Jeff Goldblum.

Today has been rather a mixed bag of results which on the one hand is a cause of celebration but on the other, you feel the lights are about to go out on the Titanic. Regretfully due to the nature of the results, I cannot reveal details on the bad except for the fact I have learned that I need to shut up and just nod and agree to everything like the dog from the Churchill adverts to make the current state of life easier, but on the plus side, I did get a pay rise. No matter what, you have to say that’s a bonus.

On a further sad note, a good friend, Mr Bridgewater was let go from his line of work for some….reason. No-one really knows why, but whatever happens sir, despite the fact you are ginger, all the best and keep in touch.

REM’s new album was out today, and it should be winging it’s way to the letterbox shortly, despite the fact it’s only 35 minutes long, judging from what was posted on the interweb for all to have tunes of unquestionable prowess to listen to, it’s an album actually worth the money for once.

There would be some comments about some of the real news that’s happening in the world, it’s still all rather bad, and by the looks of things, if you were to just concentrate on the news, it’s all getting worse yet again. Seems to be, it’s better to go back to the Arctic tundra for another few weeks, wrestling bears for fish seems to be easier somehow.