the divine art of falling backwards.

finally found time to update this. don’t worry, i haven’t forgotten.

not that much has happened since my last update really. leigh and helen came here last wednesday, which was fun… not. there’s not much to do here, especially in redcar. so we journeyed to middlesbrough, drank coffee, looked in the toy section of woolies and sat in the cold. saturday i went to meet leigh’s parents however. although i got a phone call at half 11 waking me up. i was supposed to be there at half 11. silly me. i’d been awake all that night having a heated debate with danny about whether or not giraffes make a noise when they poo or not. we were quite drunk. anyway, they’re very nice and they apparently like me which is all good. though leigh fell down the stairs right in front of me. which was hilarious. we watched some films (labyrinth which was excellent and return to oz. hmm.), ate pizza and then i went home.

i’ve burnt my eyebrow and a lot of my fringe, so now i’m going round with burnt hair. which smells lovely i’m sure you’ll agree.

yesterday i had a brainwave. a tea festival. how brilliant would that be? i could get sponsorship from the likes of earl grey and twinings and get some live bands to play (helen said pretty shitty gay would headline, and i was thinking of asking mr scruff, i know he likes his tea). it would be BYOB (bring your own biscuits) and i’m sure E4 would make a show about the making of the tea festival.

or not. by the way, listen to cyann & ben. they are fantastic. sort of indie, the song “sweet beliefs” is actually incredible. go, listen to it now!