Pictures of the Memepunks gig last Saturday are here.
Today I'll be limping along to Watford on three cylinders. Probably just spark plugs and cables, but the days when I would attempt to change those things myself are long gone. There is a price for that, though, or rather a fee...
Strange dreams that seem to last all night in which I revisit the same story from different angles or it goes a slightly different way.
Strange waking life, too. Something's not quite right, or maybe it's just my usual worrying too much over things. In any case, at this point I'll be running late if I don't finish this and get on with things. So it goes.