Cheerful things

Finally, after much persuasion from James and the rest of the world in general, I have bought myself a little minidisc walkman. It’s a neat little thing. Tonight I am recording all my Wilco albums onto one disc. How utterly obscene!

I had a good weekend. Humble Boy at the Malvern Theatre on Friday night started out a little bit drawing-room, but developed into a sweetly affecting reimagining of Hamlet set in a Cotswold garden. Norwich beat Milwall 3-1 on Saturday, and I went to a party dressed as a cowboy. Gran cooked a filling Sunday lunch and the people at the Austrian pub in town are starting to recognise my face. I was definitely below par in the office this morning.

If anyone in Worcester is reading, Frog’s band, Economy Prostitutes, have a gig at the Marr’s Bar (sic) on Thursday night. All proceeds will go toward buying a scooter for a man with no legs in Thailand. Really.

My next post will be a return to the normal aimless ramblings.