Surfs Up

Just home from the scenic hamlet of Braunton in deepest Devon where I failed to beat the Tom Hingley visitors tea drinking record by a lousy 3 cups, still, I'm not bitter. Many thanks to Nick and Julie for the hospitality and to the surfer dudes at the gig I salute your work ethic with jealousy. What a cool place to hang. And yes I'll be back try stopping me. Back home feels like drugery and slow motion and beyond reasonable reason then again it is Sunday and they kill more men than bombs according to Bukowski, who I've not read in ages. I have read and can recommend Michael Houellebecq, the French sexestentialist. I feel Atomised. Totally. I play Liverpool on Wednesday, VPx