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Unfortuntely, due to the recent increase in popularity of that which we in the know refer to as 'the 'book', or even simply as 'fb', there has been less occasion to keep up with excess bloggage. I am taking a firm stance, however, and attempting to restore this dieing art form. On that note I proceed.
So, I last wrote after the U.S.; excuse the cliche, but so much has happened since then. I have been strumming away to my little heart's content, perfecting my guitar concentration face and finally got 'da boyz' together for a bit a bread and jam - with endorsement from a certain Miss Zoe Ball at this year's Glastonbury where can we go wrong? Don't believe the rumours - I have been reliably informed that said Miss Ball gave up both sarcasm and alcohol for lent (are we past easter yet?? mmmmm.....).
So, Glasto was a ball (excuse the pun)and predicatably so rather muddy (zzzzz... I know). Pear Cider (sorry perry) featured heavily and I got drunk, and stoned....
Holidays planned for the Summer?? Well, I am hopefully going to whisk away my gorgeous, kind, funny, intelligent girlfriend to some place exotic - fancy getting involved in abit of naturism.
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Clearly I have neither the literary nor mental capacity to write even a sentence of the above - but it is a close representation of recent events.
I sign off, Peace Ash.
