Month: August 2003

Dead Kenny gets his special needs attended to. Hmm.
Must admit that Stockholm is on my list of must-visit places. But then I’ve been loudly promising myself a holiday (and by that I mean actually travelling to somewhere and not working!) for so long that you must all be very fed up with it by now. A return visit to Lisbon would be fabulous, and perhaps a good idea once the temperatures have dropped. Otherwise, Rome, Prague, Paris and Stockholm are all near the top of the list.
All I need is the cash, the time and maybe some company.

What is it that they say about mad dogs and Englishmen? On the hottest day ever (it’s official, apparently), I walked nearly ten miles, going from home to Fishbourne, following the harbour wall to Dell Quay and the yacht basin, and then took the canal tow path to bring me back to the city. I got through a load of water as I walked, and although the tow path is quite shady, as I got further away from the cooling effect of the harbour, it became noticably hotter.
But a great walk, nonetheless. I’ve taken some pictures and will display a few here at some point.

Yesterday in convenient bullet point summary:

• drove over to Percy Towers in Bren’s Renault – actualy quite a nice car, although I hate to admit that I enjoyed driving a Renault.
• Pimms and barbequed steak sarnies with Bren and Greg in the garden – most splendid.
• taxi into town for Bognor Live. A woefully under-promoted event, it was actually pretty good, with some good local bands on, some of whom clearly have a solid following. However, the location in the grounds of the Royal Norfolk was not ideal (why wasn’t it on the prom?) and the turn-out was feeble. Worst of all was the sound quality, which was just dire, and detracted from the event considerably. Verdict: could do much better.
• taxi back to Chichester with Paul F to the Nags for Paul S’s birthday bash, which featured an excellent band and very large quantities of alcohol. Loads of people were there, notably Fi, Jules, Arron and all the Nags regulars. After going on to Paul S’s house for an extra late drink, complete with the spectacle of Jules being thrown into the tub fully clothed, I staggered home.

Today’s plan: laundry, shopping and a walk down to the harbour.

Brighton win. Yay!

Top marks to Idesign, average age 15, who are putting on a great set here in spite of the worst sound mixing ever.

Could Be Good have just kicked arse on stage at Bognor Live. As you might expect.

Hmm. Bognor Live. 300 people tops at the moment. Not exactly kicking. Hopefully may improve. Actually can’t fail to improve.

Pimms. Sun. Mmmmmm.

Phew blimey, it’s hot. Today I shall be enjoying a barbeque at Percy Towers, followed by heading into Bognor for live music.

As I was driving back from East Sussex yesterday, I passed a DeLorean. You don’t see many of them these days. And I’ll bet the driver is careful never to exceed 88mph.