Author: graybo

out last night for beer – on my own. ho-hum. did bump into Paul F and Ian briefly in the Royal Arms on the way home. and also had a chat with the eternally lovely Simone, Becs and Claudette in W2.

well, the snow that was falling earlier has now turned to rain with a dash of sleet thrown in. it is still cold. I want to go somewhere warm and sunny – would anyone like to whisk me away?

I feel cheated

it is cold and wet. I wonder if spring is ever going to come this year.

dilemma. I’ve been eyeing up my quote at the head of the blog (the one about “if at first you don’t succeed…”) and thinking about changing it. today, two ideas have presented themselves:
from Ian: “the grass always seems greener on the other side, but you still have to cut the grass”
and from Rachel‘s sig file: “that which doesn’t kill you makes you stranger”
you decide: Ian’s idea, Rachel’s idea, the status quo or perhaps you have an idea of your own?

busy busy busy today, hence sparse blogging. will try to do some at home tonight.

I’m concerned. When Meg gets herself a fella (which can’t be far into the future), will she be less prolific at notsosoft? Hope not.

simple pleasures: baked beans on buttery brown bread toast. highly recommended.

oh, and in other news: there isn’t any. well, not that I’m confident enough about to report anyway.

Also freshly purchased is the new Rae and Christian album, Sleepwalking, which I much prefer to Northern Sulphuric Soul, although that is a good album too.