Long Walk Home

Not your usual picture post this time but I've included my new track.
As usual it's under my songwriting name of AmpUT. There's not much more to say here but whether you like or loath the track it'd be nice if you left a comment.
Feedback is always good.

Find it here.

Good Company

Max likes going to the pub too. He's got My Cat's Hercules and a Raleigh to chat to.
The Raleigh is a lady bike so there might be a little unicycle waiting outside when I've finished my beer.

Publog

Certainly not the best picture of Max to date but still worthwhile as he's managed to get me to the pub.
It's like he's programmed to do it. How good is that.
While I'm here I might as well mention the typo's in the last two posts. It's all down to predictive text and me not bothering to check.
It's either laziness or beer or both.
Tut tut.

Hair Raising

This is Fluffy the caterpillar. He's very camera shy.
He wouldn't do much for my blog photo but as soon as I put him on a dandelion he ripped off the fur coat to reveal a bare chest and stockings and surrenders.
He then started to sing show tunes at which point I ran off.
He might be good looking but he's got a terrible voice.

Amazing Sundad

This is 'Joan As Police Woman' midway through her set.
I spoke to her afterwards and got her autograph. She was very kind and took time to speak to me, which on top of an incredible set that hit a nerve inside me made an ordinary day into an experience I shall never forget.
Some days you just get lucky, others you make your own luck.
Today was a mix of both.

More Sundae

Beer, bands and bands.
Couldn't be much better really, apart from the fact that I've got tomorrow off work.
Time to enjoy more.

Summer Sundae

My cat and I are having a fine time at our local summer festival.
I'll post another picture later.

Booze

Wednesday night.
Drink beer.
Surf the net.
Happy.
Short blog.

More Pinboard

On the board today is a painting of the countyside in all it's glory. Enjoy it before it turns into a future slum eco-town.
A receipt for our old boiler tank for £40.
A reminder to collect cash for some more sold DJ gear.
I think I might celebrate with a small beer tonight. It does sound like a good idea doesn't it.

Fingers Crossed

Under his little plastic bag greenhouse is the son of Wordsworth. It's my first cutting.
He was still heading for the window this morning so that's a good sign. If he makes it through the transition he'll move to my new mint garden which you can see next to him.
I think I'll call him Shelley.
Good luck Shelley!