You’ve got to move it move it.
So Tomorrow I move house. Again. This will be the (approximate guess) 16th time in 10 years that I have moved which is just a big fat cock.
And thats all I’m writing right now as I’m supposed to be packing up and cleaning James’s flat before (I still owe him rent - should I go on the run?) getting the van and doing the slog across London, and I’m looking for any excuse to sack it off.
Right a bit more packing then I will edit and further right upon this blog.
UDPATE
So today is Wednesday and I have not done any updating on the move. Why? Well thats becasue i have moved and did it in SIX hours. Its got to be a new record when you consider that I went and signed for the flat, checked the new flat, hired a van, emptied one flat, drove to my storage locker and emptied that (apart for a rather important part of the bed - oooops) then put all the stuff into the new flat (with the help of my good friend Clark Mancini) and still made it too a meeting for 4pm. I think I deserve a blast of this music…….
Well I was looking for the theme to Record breakers but Youtube doesn’t have t.. scandle I know. BUT….. while looking for that I found this - check it out! (Call me daddy)
Of course I should point out that the good lady was involved in the move as I wasnot acting alone in this endeavor. I worked out that I have moved house 16 times in the last 7 years - which is rediculous really but it has fine tuned the art of humping my gear about.
So this means that Jimmy the Director is no longer my landlord. I sort of miss him (but not his rent charges)
I thought I wasn’t going to be able to blog as I’ve got to wait a month to get my broadband hooked up again (I know, don’t cry) but it seems someone has left their broadband open for me to lig off. Foooooooooool.
SO I shall collect my thoughs now, buy something to put my decks on and be back blogging soon. (ish as the suns out for Pete’s Sake)
