Red Coat

Well it's been a while, and for this I must blame work. Work and not doing much. Work and not doing much and not seeing Nick. So, as a firm believer in only writing when you have stuff to write, I haven't written!

In short, work has been hellish and stressy, home has been cash restricted and mostly TV orientated, and I haven't seen Nick for weeks, nor am I likely to for the foreseeable future. He has lots of work and travel, a holiday and project work all in the next month, so he has very little time to fit me in. That gets to me and I get down, because I'm soft. Nick has the more rational outlook of 'I can't change it, so why worry about it' which works for him, but makes me feel kinda sidelined.

Still, on a positive note, tomorrow I journey to Minehead to partay at Butlins for a long weekend. Apparently these over 18's weekends are quite hedonistic, a bit like Club 18-30 for those with no money, so I'm interested to see where it all leads. Who knows, by the time I get back I may have tales to tell. In fact I'm damn sure there will be, as me and Angela are within 10 feet of each other and stuff always happens when that is the case. Pablo is along for the ride with his new friend Neil and Angela is bringing Racy Tracy, a very nice scooter-riding lass from Plymouth.

So I'll see you on Tuesday guys with all the gossip ;o)