When I say walk, I mean drive.

I had to go to Leeds this weekend to have a second fitting for a suit for my friends wedding in a couple of weeks. It fortunately wasn’t a wasted journey as it turns out I have put on 4 inches around my chest since I originally got measured. Woohoo. I am Draconian Beefcake! You will respect my authoritah!

Actually, I think they messed up the original measurement because, no matter how much time I’ve spent down the gym over the last couple of months, four inches is a hell of a lot. (Only a bloke can say that and keep a straight face!) I may have grown a couple of inches, but that’s about it.

I think I’m going to stop this right now.

And I was surprised at how much I enjoyed Spidey 2, but a full and proper review (in my own ubiquitous and pretentious style) will follow.

The trip up the motorway also gave me a chance to proof my Summer Burn CD. It is not conducive to driving at a safe speed, that’s for sure (but I hasten to add that I did drive safely and responsibly all the way there and back). I will post a full (and amended) track listing soon but to give you an idea, the subtitle is “Bloodlust, sensationalism and violence”. Summer, the headCleaner() way. (CD2, however, opens with the Orb’s “Little Fluffy Clouds”. It’s the Yang to CD1s Ying.)

Christ in a sidecar I’m bored!