Morning people!

Well, afternoon now that one has prized one's self from the boudoir. Certain places are just so hard to leave. I was miles away this morning, whacky dreams galore, it was great fun. Big birthday kiss from the band to the Lovely Guilio - a.k.a. Mr Avenell - the journalist with a big heart and a whole lot of imagination - two things you may not usually equate with media folk.... may you and your delightful football club have a productive and fulfilling year my dear. ;-)

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My new guitar is a beauty. The Queen Bee is a fine specimen indeed, although my posh gold strings may have to come off - however nice they look I am now intreagued to hear her with the usual slinkys back on.

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Right. I'm off to have a fitting with the delightful Anna at Inner Sanctum now - poor thing - Iv'e left her with three days til kick off to make me a new rubber cat suit. Magic fingers yes but I know I am pushing my damned luck here. There are only so many hours in the day!

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Ok, lets do it. Au revoiur my dear diary I'll be back later. Oh! After a swan about to one of my favourite DJ's. It's a free night so if anybody fancies an early monday night "I don't want my weekend to end" style boogie, do let me know....XXXX