Have finally moved into my new home after 16month on the road and as a result now have a phone line to access BL, so I guess I feel like a virgin here again. Although like a virgin I feel like I have been fucked up the ass and left in the corner when I herad of Gilly's passing ( no offense intended).
I could use spell check for the first time but hey, I don't want to go crazy.
Being in a house for the first time in 14yr since I left home Means I have plenty of other firsts. I have never lived in a house with a fucking 3m tall wind mill in the back yard. I have never seen a room with a dance floor on the ceiling ( a checker board of coloured glass squres with 8-10 lights behind them). There is no other option but to transform this into a "Max-den" with retro wallpaper and a large leather arm chair to smoke my pipe in.
I also travelled to work on the ferry for the first time. Is there any better way to travel to work other than floating gently down the river?
For the first time in a long time my nomadic urges have been subdued... for now.
PS. apologise to those I have ignored for a while, feel free to contact me.