Puss and my boots!

Ok now I'm going to possibly upset my Wiccan friends here but I'm not a feline lover at all……now I wouldn't harm one in fact the trigger point for me writing this blog is the fact that I saved a little black cats life the other night …indeedy ..I walked out of the office slammed the door firmly shut behind me in complete deliberate defiance and a stance of I am finished at work and I'm buggering offski . When I saw a young black cat with a day glo yellow collar run into the busy London road ahead of me….foresight told me that car versus cat had only one outcome and it wasn't going to be pretty….
So I raced ahead to press the button on the zebra crossing my face contorted like Sly Stallone in Rocky, as I reached out with my finger hit the button turned the lights red cars came to a halt pussy was safe! The cat wandered off. I was happy that the cat still had all nine lives intact , so skipped down the dark steps to the car park to my van and then on the last step the same little black cat launched itself at me and used my ankle as a scratching post accompanied with a hiss ….I yelped unashamedly like a girl and turned to give it my bestest Johnny Wilkinson !!! But the little black cat was off into the distance and I swear to the gods it was sniggering!!!!!!...! saw it again today in the carpark Sifu Paul Boggie Brighton called it over I grabbed a big stick and hid behind a car like Coyote awaiting Road Runner . To my amazement the cat climbed into Boggie's arms and purred like a goodun ..but it looked at me and I could see the hatred in its eyes I pointed my two fingers at my eyes and then at the cat " I'm watching you Pussy!

Recently I've been called many names ….my new boss ( I have moved back to an office..) called me an enigma…..which I thought was charming …I mean do I really look like a botty wash out?....I was also called "alternative" by a mum on school run….quite like that.... but I've never been called a plonker like we called Mother Dearest the other day when at the B and B in Weymouth she went to leave her room so she opened the door and out she trotted into pitch darkness…..she scrambled along the wall looking for the light …."what a dark corridor" she thought so she went back into her room realising she had actually walked into the ensuite bathroom and not the corridor at all ?!?!?!? duh!!

We were all down in Weymouth for the last gig of the year …The Dolmen Grove Yule Ball.

On the night everything went well….although I had a bingo caller breaking through my bass amp being picked up by my remote bug. Every so often I'd here the numbers being called ..so back on a lead I went. Would like to take this opportunity to thank Taloch and The Dolmen for all the support they have shown the band in 2011....you have been brilliant!