These were the days of my blog ...

March 9th is 13 days into the hundred days' war 2005. This equals the record for the thirteenth day this time last year, although I am a little behind last year's schedule.

This evening, I am going to a club. Not really my scene but I am going to give support to a colleague at work who is launching a music magazine-type website called, 'Club Tuk-Tuk'.

Special guests are well known Mancunian DJ's Unabombers (who?) who will be joining Yahweh, Kiddle and co the following evening for a game of indoor five-a-side footie.

I shall be sipping fruit cocktails and attempting to strut my stuff without an ounce of alcohol in my blood stream, let alone any other substance that I've long left behind in my halcyon sepia days of youth and experimentation.

What a shame! I am also planning to spend a week in the Indian Himalayas so that would also have been a nice opportunity to get wasted, too! The responsibilities of being middle-aged, eh!

Knitted sweater.