Turned right up to 11 at 11pm. Cider is nice.

Next up. “…and a house of ganja mist..”

I’ve seen a few people on here suggesting we oldies are always the ones voting Reform. They won’t know about us fighting this lot, then. Never mind Rock Against Racism. Fight the good fight, educate yourselves and don’t ever stereotype me. ✊

Oh my, Terry’s version of Castles In The Air.. ❤️❤️

I remember that day clearly. Can’t believe it’s 25 years. She was a hero, saving her children ❤️xx

Listening to Terry. Three years? Mad.

Let’s get Terry on the turntable. Can’t believe it’s three years. Mad, innit? 💔

Meanwhile over on Farcebake, I’ve just been blocked by an old girlfriend. She’s gone down the Protect Our Kids & Deport All Migrants rabbit hole. Sharing Danny Tommo & Oakshott etc. Reminded her that she is the daughter of an immigrant, and that she herself migrated to UAE for over two decades.

Didn’t bother going in the end. Went to Lidl & bought ten bags of veggies for 80p and a bunch of cans.

The World Pie Eating Championship is on Thursday at midday. I’ve got about 36 hours of conditioning to face. I’m definitely going to win.

I cannot for the life of me find my copy of Searching For The Young Soul Rebels. Dammit, it’s gotta be here somewhere.

Gegen Rechts.

#NP The only UB40 album.

I downed my pint & got the hell outta Dodge…

There’s a fella in the pub whistling. I’m thinking about glassing him. I hope there’s no whistlers Inside as I fear I’ll never get out…

Pub’s Open, as I pass a closed down restaurant in town, cops all over the show, and a Leccy Board van turning up.

They used to "laugh and call him names." Now they're all dead

That flu going around is a bugger. Fell foul of it 4 weeks ago, started to feel human again about 10 days ago. In better news, just had Cumberland Sausages, mash & onion gravy for breakfast, washed down with a huge mug of black coffee. Happy Monday.

Fuck.

“Oh it’s cynical to be cliched at Xmarse”

9 pints of cider & 20 fags later…

Night Night, all x

Reminds me of this Big Yin album

I’ve put Infected:The The on. It’s been a while. Bloody heck, it’s nearly 40 years old. Feeling my fucking age. And my chest.

The relentlessly opportunistic Marjorie Taylor Greene hasn't had a change of heart, much less politics. She is just literate enough to read the writing on the wall. She knows that Trump is damaged goods now. So she may have taken to singing like a bird, but she's really just a canary in a coal mine.

Now they’re playing Wish You Were Here. Doesn’t remind me of the Late Brother one bit, oh no… May leak from an eye or two.

Ooooh, but you can keep your Wedding Rings. Absolute bastards. Dossers & Dwads.

Ahhhh! Prince 1999.. ❤️

I’m usually an IPA wanker, but today starting with a couple of darks. And why not? What is Life without experimentation?

Oh Gawd, Queen are playing in the pub. No level of ABV can justify this.

If it was suggested that we steal people's jewellery to 'pay for the asylum process' they can't just say 'okay fine, we won't do that, then' and pretend like it never happened. It's like suggesting you could kill the family dog with a shovel because it's chewing the furniture. That gets remembered.

Week off. Pub.

It drives me mad when I see adverts full of Green People, full of Blue aliens. #TheseDays

Right, off to the coalface. Gahhh.

this is the best movie i've ever seen

Not pished. Honest.

What Jim said.

Satdi Neet… ❤️🙏

#birdbot

New T-Shirt & Jacket. 6 Pound.

I remember about 6.30pm on Sunday 16th February 1991, I turned off Annie Nightingale’s radio show to play Black Angel off this album. Next morning, my Dad phoned me at work to tell me that my big brother had taken his life.

It’s been a while…

Saw a Sparrowhawk this morning..

The Poppy Brigade have been out in force round our way. Just about every lamppost, traffic light & Give Way sign has a giant Poppy attached. It goes on for hundreds of yards. It’s supposed to be a day of solemn reflection, a day of Remembrance, not an opportunity to decorate the place like Xmas.

Well it would have been the 79th Birthday of the Greatest Frontman to ever exist. Think I’ll start the Festival with Psychedelic Jungle. ❤️

Starting to feel human again after a 2am bodily alarm call til now. Worst heartburn ever. You wouldn’t believe the amount of mucus I’ve thrown up. 24 Rennies later too… I only had a cheese barm. Anyway, Pint.

I spend a year plotting a mystery novel and then this happens.