*Yawn*

Tired this morning. Really must learn to go to bed earlier. As observed previously, I definitely need a substitute mother around the place to tell me to "go to bed now, or you'll just be all crotchety in the morning!" *Yawn*.
( Boring housestuff )

Viral

In a shameless piece of viral marketing, may I just say:

"My mate's band, Twilight's End, are playing in Brixton on Thursday"

Definitely worth a punt. He's a great singer, and he's bigger than I am, so if I don't do the plug he'll probably beat me up. Go along, you know you want to.