Monday 9 June 2008


There is a very good reason indeed why I don't usually drink. This morning I am reminded unequivocally what that reason is. There are at least one hundred leprechauns inside my brain having a serious go with pick axes and pneumatic drills. A few of them have escaped to my stomach and are creating a maelstrom within. Some of their cousins are sticking sharp needles into the backs of my eyeballs, and earlier during the night a few of them have carpeted my throat!!! I had no idea that there were leprechauns living in the village of 'Gordon'. I am never ever ever ever drinking half a bottle of gin again:)


Beautiful New life