The Final Countdown

Cue really tacky eighties keyboard fanfare like intro........cue prety faced scandanavian leather clad blokes with lip gloss and dodgy perms.........cue drums and guitars ......"it's a final countdown!!!!"

Well you get the jist.......Yes it's the countdown to the annual Spriggan's Mist holiday. In fact my next blog will probably be from the summery climes of Malta hurrrrrrrrrah! Sun,sea, sand and snoring!this year we will be neolithic temple visiting........wifey will be hoping to get some inspiration from them. also hoping to hire a guitar for her to strum away........personally the thought of being away from my bass for about two weeks is a real bummer!!!!! I bet I end up going into a muic shop for a play!!!!!!!

So apart from selling my soul to folk rock what else have i been upto this week huh?
Well on Thursday Lil Miss Chavster graced the Spriggan's den with her presence along with her Dad (wifey's brother ...Doggit) and her brother Moon boy.....yep new name for the little Emo...his jeans are so far down his thighs (some fashion thing apparently) he is in a constant state of mooning.

Anyway without further ado it transpires that down in Weymouth where they live. Hot Machero (and later Stone Jesters) had a bit of a cult following amongst the Chavettes . You see up here near london kids walk down the road with their phones blaring out some bad songs that they "spit" their rhymes too as they chill out outside their yard with their Bois and bitches...brap! But down in Weymouth they is gettin it Dan to a bit of old Hot Machero belting out Dakota....That's really cool and we are obviously chuffed to bits...........but by heck are you lot in the dark ages down there.

Of course now that band is no more we are giving Spriggan Mist the hard sell.....Sent down with their own EP and one to play in their B and B hopefully we will get a sale out of it as holiday makers eat their sausage,bacon and eggs they can hear all about Turkish generals who get their heads put on steaks in the great siege of Malta in 1565. All good educational stuff!!!
I expect their business will go up even more now they play Spriggan mist at breakfast.......or not we'll see.
Lil Miss Chavster does feel her Aunt and Uncle are kinda cool though and I have (I feel ) inspired her to write her own blog which is quite funny...if not a bit scarey .It's not often you get an insight into the thoughts and the world of a 15 year old girl living in Weymouth....and quite frankly a good job too! She'll hate me for saying this but .....it can be a bit Vicky Pollardish at times but I kind of think it adds to the appeal I'll post a link to her page if anyone is interested.
As the Weymouth branch of the Spriggan Mist fan club grows I'm sure she will feature regularly in this blog.

A new girl has started at the office......she's American...very American.....Now i have no problems with Americans at all......apart from their sport is only really played in their country like American Football and baseball and then their national championships are called stuff like World series......and stuff like "Saving Private Ryan".......good film and all that but flippin hell I'm sure there were some brits at Normandy !!!!!! they think World War two started in 1942...etc...etc.. i could go on and on (apparently I invariably do) but little Yankee doodle crossed the line this week...oh boy! oh yes.......she said that ....that The Americans invented the Boy Scouts!!!! I know I know she knows not what she says .

That boer war hero Lord Baden Powell would be turning in his grave......So the whole first camp on Brown sea island in poole in 1907 was made up was it????!?!?!? I remonstrated accross the office.....later she went on to complain that the British went to America turfed out the natives took their land and were generally really bad eggs.....ok this may be true.....but what language was she speaking in ...exactly English......she also wants to become the first female president of the US (she has just finished a law degree) I asked ....why? her answer was that there was the need for a good women in the office at the White house.....I paused looked around, the whole office was listening to the banter.......then i uttered the sentence which was to silence her....." well didn't you have Monica Lewinski?" The guy next to me nearly pissed himself. i refrianed fron saying "She did a good job" but put my anti arse hole device in my ears (my Ipod head phones)People don't talk to me when i have these on.....suits me!

Well the neighbours are back from their holiday. Rolf (their eldest) so called cos he came back from uni with a full beard glasses and curly hair was outside the house he hadn't gone on holiday with his parents but stayed at home.....I enquired what was wrong as he looked at his Dad's faithfull red F reg Volvo. He whispered to me that the rest of the family had just travelled back from Dorset with their Labrador called coco in the back......unfortunately Coco (which in maltese is slang for shit) did exactly that...he shit himself ....he had a very upset little tummy......I just had visions of them pulling up at the services and their being a 50 metre exclusion zone around their red volvo!!!!!! Rolf and i sniggered like naughty schoolboy. Crap like that makes me laugh......