No football, no sex, no booze....
Makes for a really boring start to the summer. Ah, summer - so you can add sunshine to that list cos there ain't any and there ain't going to be any for a bit. Well, according to the old forecast. Some days I just don't know why I bother to get up. This gig better shake my life up a little cos I'm feeling a tad grumpy. Ah, the blessed pre gig moody....
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These anti biotic pills are well naff. I feel tired, sensitive and washed out. Can't drown my sorrows. Thierry's gone. No replacement or new buys. Gooners are all down. It's so boring. My ever expanding bosom added to my list of woes whilst out shopping for lingerie today, when a burly bra fitter that resembled something like a warden out of Prisoner Cell Block H came at me with a grim looking "K" cup number. K???? It was an ugly collossal contraption that kind of resembled two flipping bowling ball bags sown together. I refused to try the damn thing on and left, defiantly clutching a frilly bikini two cup sizes too small and muttering plans to shift a bit of body fat. I bet I'll still hear her evil tutting in my sleep tonight.
I'm definitely off to the gym tomorrow. Weight loss man - it's gotta be done. Don't worry - I'm not going on one of those wanky celebrity "eat four peas every six hours" type diets - nor am I going to enquire about having any wierd old "hoover your fat away" treatment stuffs, I'm just going to go and be old fashioned, get my lazy backside up tomorrow and ponce about in a gym class or two. Oh, and get dancin' on friday night. Which you can help me with.... Dancing will soon shift my extra pounds.
Apart from all that, I should be smiling. Iv'e had a lovely little visit from my superstar niece "Lydia", a star in the making I tell ya. Being only twelve she can't come and see us play live as we always do gigs in adult venues - so I think a few festival slots will need to happen next summer so that our younger following can come. I felt awful for a about two seconds after not accepting the offer of playing Glastonbury this year. The pictures and footage I caught a glimpse of have made me extremely happy we didn't. What a load of crap! Mud wise and band wise. Not a very glamorous affair. MINUS the fantastic Calvin Harris who looked pretty damn hot in the dance tent. He put on a wicked show. Well, it sure beat the sight of Kate "I have to be on the stage with my boyfriend" Moss's bony knees.
Hmmm. Back to Friday! Ooooh I actually just can't wait now. Gig time! Taylor came round yesterday and tried on her outfits - she looked fabulous, as always. It's very exciting and I can't wait to play again. Especially with my new guitar, yippeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Right. I'm off to be vertical for a bit. Hopefully without a visit in my dreams from the bra bitch. Back on the morrow which will be a better day.... lotsalovegoodnightypeeps. XXXX
