Sunday 19 February 2012

Feeling delicate

So here I am again, after another messy night out, and perhaps feeling not so sturdy anymore. Still loving the absence of a sore head, but missing memories, plenty of stories around the billets, and full-body aching of muscles, along with a fair collection of bruises suggests it was a very interesting night.
I'm currently on a bus with all my hungover band-mates, heading back to good old Aberdeen. We've been in Edinburgh for the weekend with a couple of other bands and some familiar faces around. There's been every kind of weather possible, right from snow and and a blizzard of hail, to bright sunshine. All in all it was a good weekend.

I was surprised to hear about a fire in my hometown of Perth. The paper in the recycling centre at the Inveralmond Industrial Estate caught fire and made quite a blaze.
I also had a really good night on Tuesday, but that's another story, perhaps for another day.
Also, it seems BlogPress has stopped working on my iPhone, which is a pain.

I would love to say I can give you a poem, but I don't think my brain can handle it at the moment.

2 comments:

  1. The mention of a poem has me wondering if there are poems lurking somewhere on your blog. I shall have a look-see. :)

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  2. Yeah, you can sometimes find poems lurking at the bottom of some of my posts. They tend to be my own, unless otherwise stated. I'm not writing as much poetry as I feel I should at the moment, so quite a few posts don't have one.

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