Wave if you’re boiling hot!

It’s hot here at Vod Towers and I’ve got the fan turned up to three! (It doesn’t go any higher)

I think that we are (the royal WE) in the middle of a HEAT WAVE!

It’s so hot I have taken half of my clothes off and I am sitting here typing in my ankle braces (not that I have any) and bony knees. All alone except for the fan and music player!

Now isn’ t that sad. I could be getting annoyed with someone in the HEAT. I could be getting horny under the 15 tog duvet. Nah! I could be having a cold shower??

Nah! I’ll save it for the mo’ if that’s alright?

Well music is like heroin to my junkie senses which are alight and on End like I am hard and speaking to an utter cunt who i just want to fill. Make sense? I don’t know why I choose this music band because they feel all wrong!!

Today I met a career goal. I had mince beef hotpot for dinner. I went out and bought a nice cold bottle of white wine to drink or BOITE, as the French say.

I felt I had neglected my blog today after fulfilling my CAREER GOAL! so i thought I would sit down and type something. Tomorrow I am going to visit my father and have dinner at his house. Exciting ? Hardly can wait!.

Intellectually speaking is there such a word as extellectually. The spellcheck says NO!

Now I am coolER I want to write and tell you about my day. Well, I already did that. This is going out LIVE Well it’s hot and I took off half of my clothes!

It’s calm here like a still pond with swan gliding along not making a ripple. PEACE!

I am surrounded by my things which despite being just things are like Santas Little Helpers to me but I FORGET so often.

I am looking at my screen which despite its poor black and white contrast is an excellent little monitor.


I am listening to PLACEBO and today I met my career GOAL of uploading my PORTFOLIO to the AOI.COM where illustrators ARE! (Association of Illustrators.COM)


That’s it really. Now I wait for the commissioning emails or phone calls. Excellent! Thank you for reading. Cheerio! And COOL Off!




Low Fat Peregrine Margarine

Love, control, incest

Love, control, incest

Bees pour down on me

from their honeyed home

Annoyed because I poked his

hive, tongue-tied, now dying alive.

Love, control, incest, sting, sting, sting

Give me support, give me support

take my legs from under me and attach

me to a star, so I can swing merrily along.

Take my backpack and burn its contents

furnish me with clothes and a staff

so I may wander these hills alone.

Love, control, incest, sing, sing, sing.

Still love me to this day

continue in your efforts to contain me

while I walk away up to there, where I

can shout and point at all of you.

Love, control, incest, ring, ring, ring.

Nesting and egg laying birds astound you

where nothing is further than the truth

of laying down and taking and giving

what you are worth.

Sing, Ring, Love, Control, Incest.

Hear me sing (x3)