Bloody blinding I am.

I feel well alright today ya'nno? Ever get those days where you just feel really happy? I've got a real sweet lil fanbase that like what I sings about, a blinding band, a beautiful black Les Paul to the left of me, Suicide's "Ghost Rider" cruising out of my stereo, I'm sitting here plotting my "Route 66" drive soundtrack which I intend to do in a classic convertable, a glass of JD to my right, a freezer full of ice cream in my kitchen and a pair of silver Manolo Blahnik's on my frosty red toenail painted tootsies. Ok, so no partner in crime to go Bonnie and Clyde with, but F*** I feel good! Saturday afternoons just can't get any better than this.. Well, ok, perhaps maybe your favourite football team could score 6 or seven goals and a big hot Rock and Roll boy or gal with a ginormous quiff could pull up in a shiny caddillac and take you out for a spin and then you could dance somewhere fab for a few hours and only go home because your Mam rings to tell you youv'e won 35 million quid on the lottery....unlikely tho innit?

Yeah, so I thought I'd say that. I feel happy. Right, so, back to trawling through photos for me - laterrrrrs....XXXXXxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx