Today's discussion, class, will involve a thought that I hold within my head, and will most likely end up on a completely different subject, as is my way.

Lets begin with the mundane. The British Weather.

Last Monday, the reports were saying rain. And rain it did.

I was informed on Tuesday, that it would rain. And it did not. Similar stories for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. With each day being hotter than the former.

Up and down ladders in the blazing sunshine and then carrying said ladders is not good. Bring on the dehydration.

It was so hot that even the birds had decided to go for a swim.

I cannot stand heat waves. They are up there with anti-semitism and William Shatner on my "Hate Things" list.

THAT'S ANOTHER THING!

I was drunk a few Fridays ago with Harry, Vicki and Charlotte and we watched Star Trek. An episode with some Nazis in. I saw William Shatner dressed as a Nazi. It was my two biggest hates coming together in order to fuck me up for life.

That made for an unpleasant, yet very watchable 50 minutes of televised entertainment at 3AM.

On that Friday, we played the Game Of Life. I was sat there with all 3 of them, and they'd unanimously declared me(for the purposes of the game) gay. So I had a civil partnership with a chap named Cedric. Instead of children, we adopted small breed dogs. And for some odd reason, they were all called Muffy. All 8 of them, or however many it was.

Memo to self: No more getting tattoo's when hungover. Its not a smart idea.

I've been listening to a fair bit of Dad Rock recently. Some David Bowie, Lynard Skynard, Blondie(how cool is my dad?) and a fair whack of hard-core punk.

INTENSIVE

I'm off on holiday next month. 4 nights at the Combe Haven on the South Coast of England. I'll wave at Vanessa from there and see if she can see me. Should be a right laugh down there. 12 of us. Harry's dad and his offshoots in one chalet and 6 of us in another caravan. Harry, Vicki and Katie sharing one room(Katie being Harry and Vicki's baby), Podboy on the sofa bed thingy and me and Charlotte sharing a twin room.

Christ, this will all be terribly terribly interesting.

Lets hope the weather sorts itself out in time for my excursion to Hastings.