One Week To Go

Since I can remember I've had a wish to own a Transit van. I've had romantic dreams about touring around and living some kind of romany lifestyle. As a teenager I built an Airfix model of an old style Transit and allowed myself to daydream about the adventures I might one day have.
Well, I have just seven days left in which to end the dreaming because in seven days time I get to drive off in my very own Ford Transit. I'm sure my dreams and the reality of owning a Transit are quite different things but I'm not too worried about that. The fact that I'll own one will be just another milestone reached and a dream fulfilled.
It's true that if you wish for something hard enough you get it and for me it's been a long wish. I couldn't be happier that it's come true.

What's Red All Over

In the next few days I may well have some important news for you.
I don't want to say much at the moment but it will be decided one way or another this week. I'll keep you posted as things move on.
Think nice thoughts and all will be well.

Tired

It's 9.15 and I'm usually pretty near to going to bed, but it's Wednesday and I'm in Browns and it's the midweek late night out.
I'm tired but I can't complain too much because I'm drinking beer. It's nice beer, it's called Peroni. I think it's made by special European cats that are stripy.
I think they are clever cats for learning to make beer. I made beer once, it made me drunk. That means I'm good at making beer I suppose.
I'm off. Drink to drink.