All my good intentions to go vismigging this morning came to nought. Had a few pints down at the Crit last night. Leigh and I met up with Rob Gee for a catch-up on his succesful theatre tour of Canada with Fruitcake. Coming to the Y Threatre in the Leicester Comedy Festival.
Anyway – long story – short. Got up, couldn’t be arsed. I bet Steve Lister reports a bloody Woodlark this morning.