Remember, remember, the fifth of November, or, if you live on a council estate, the six weeks preceding it!

I know I'm a moody sod when it comes to bonfire night. I spent mine in a comedy club - quelle surprise! Just watching... and enjoying...

On the way to the comedy night some makem lads offered me some "tac" and then, when I failed to respond to that, they offered to sell me some hair. I think they were the clever swines who then went on to realign my wing mirror. If you're going to vandalise a car, a minor adjustment seems a little lack-lustre. However, I'm thankful that I was able to drive out of Sunderland - who wouldn't be!? Having said that, I'm thankful of my car in general. I've driven 1800 miles in it since its last service, about 2 weeks ago... it's becoming a faithful friend. I hope to have many more miles with it.

I needed cheering up tonight. I've spent the day getting more and more frustrated with a particular task I've been working on. In this case, my frustration is born of nothing less than perfectionism and snobbery. The thing I was reviewing was in such a state that I was exceedingly dissatisfied. I felt like a school-teacher with an unruly pupil... but a bad school-teacher. I wanted to kill, mame and otherwise destroy the evil which had caused my subject matter to exist. It's times like that that you have to think about cutting out on so much coffee.