Wax on my fingers

Hello all you blog fans ...have you missed me? course you have ........well I can explain my absence i have been extremely busy burning the candle at both ends as well as in the middle.In fact my candle is just a mush of molten wax dripping down my fingers......but hey that's Rock 'n' Roll.

The 3 daft monkeys were indeed awesome as usual Dark Marge came up from the sticks and ended up buying their CD and T-shirt he even tapped his foot at one point! but then this is the bloke who admits to turning to the sky menu on the telly just to hear the annoying lift type music (kind of like the stuff Mr T listens to when not listening to his dodgy 70s porn music)


Keeping on the "monkeys" theme we missed "the last train to Bracknell" (clarksville? .....) and ended up in Staines...the evening was nicely rounded up with us being dropped to our car by the Police......ahem nuff said.

So we rolled into our beds at about 2 am. We got up at about 6 am listening to the sound of the Marge who doesn't sleep anywhere but on the floor being jumped upon by our 4 year old mini minx who was being supported by her older brother Rockstar. We dropped in on mother dearest eat her out of bread and bacon and set off to Croyden for Witchfest which ended with Katherine Blake of the Medieval Baebes playing a set with her solo band...... if that makes sense.....followed by The Dolmen who were .....very very lively but by that time we were pooped! we arrived home late chattering about what a wonderful weekend it was!

This week has seen Wifey's creative vein stretched even further with even more songs coming through . At this rate we will have enough for next years album......!!!! It would be nice to have the time to record them and then there is the small matter of Christmas which brings on even more musical opportunities in the form of "little baby Jesus" and "Oh little town of Bethlehem"....

After the usual dull doldrums of a working week (and trust me my job is dull at this time) this morning we prepared a picnic and set off to Avebury and spent the best part of the day looking around the stone circle...a truelly magical place it is too. Standing stones are quite dear to our hearts having adopted the stone for the cover of Konditions of change painstakingly brought to live by the Dark Marge. Wifey got a flash of inspiration from the stones and a tune came to her whilst there we have been rehearsing it tonight until the Mead that we drank (purchased from Avebury ) has rendered Wifey incapacitated on the sofa (she did do the driving today!) Avebury will be a place we will go back to I'm sure.

tis' the Weekend

Are you fed up of hearing about the credit crunch? Barak Obama? how that saggy faced Judas type turncoat anus Harry Redknapp is transforming Tottenham Hotspur? Yeah me too. In fact last night I said to Wifey "Wifey I'd rather watch Eastenders than the news".......the news is more depressing than Eastenders even with that icon of depression that is Dot Cotton who would challenge the Pope's faith in God... "If there was truelly a God he would zap Dot Cotton into Oblivion for being the most annoying person in soap land" Bazza chapter 153 letter to the blogites.So what is all this Americanism crud anyway...I mean what's with the Trick or Treat culture now.....where's the penny for the guy? and what happened to a good old fashioned recession...why is it called a credit crunch? sounds like Kellog's latest creation in more ways than one.

Anyway thank God it's Friday ...and yes ..it's 3 daft Monkeys tonight in Soho. The DarkMarge is coming up from the Wicky wicked wild wild west and is going to sample a bit of 3dm mania.....I defy anyone with a heartbeat not to at least toe tap to the Monkeys live.........then tomorrow Wifey,Marge and I are going to an all day festival ....should be really cool.

A great way to end a week of work......I have been in my current carreer for nearly 13 and a half years doing various roles but the last 7 months have been the worst by far . I took the wrong path and I have made a decision to put wheels in motion to sort this out today!!!! Punching the air and putting on my bestest Mel Gibson war face and shouting out loud......"Freedom!!!!!!!"

I'm often accused of flowering these blogs up but I swear (quite a bit at the moment actually) but I swear that the following is true ....imagine the face of a poor unsuspecting mobility scooter dealer in town sitting in his shop mulling over the latest edition of Dribbly chariot trader when in bursts Mother dearest having screamed her ferrari (red mobility scooter) to a halt outside forcing several pedestrians to dive for cover . She marches up to the counter and forces the hapless mobility matey's jaw to hit the counter as she proudly says to him.....

"I am in need of a Screw!"