Hooray!!

She found me! Or Brim found her! Or I did, or something. I've just left a message on her blog telling her to ring me so I hope she does sooooon. (If you're reading this Toni, and you haven't rung me yet - please ring me!) How uncool is that? I don't care! Toni Toni Toni - o - of course, that was her name. Its all come back to me now. Anyway readers I shall keep you all informed about progress on the Toni front.....watch this space.....

In the meantime, dear readers (cos I know there's at least three of you out there now...), I've got some exciting news on the housing front. Well, not housing really. But I have a cunning plan to get out of my bloody mother's house for good. I'm going to buy a canal boat!! Ha, ha - what crazy plan is this I hear you say. But I've got it all worked out. It doesn't cost much, and you can moor up wherever you like, and go sailing on whenever you feel like it. Ahh, the wind in teh sails and the salt spray on the cheeks (or at least the smell of the diesel and the chug of gentle canal water). A mate of Tim's that I met last night (at one of Tim's boring "let's all get together and drink cider and talk about computer games" type evenings with his dull friends - I only went cos' I had absolutely nothing else to do ) called Pete - he was going on about his uncle who lives on a narrow boat. Bit of an old hippy by the sounds of it - but apparently lots of cool young people in London are doing it now - cheaper than a flat the size of a cupboard in Islington anyway. Anyhoo - I got interested and he said he could line me up with the perfect vessel - so me and Tim are going to go look tomorrow (assuming Tim's VW camper van can make it that far). So - another thing I shall keep you informed about dearest readers. Anon, anon... goodnight