Righto before anyone gets arsey I know absinth doesn't make the heart grow stronger, but fonder. It probably does neither, on my 4th now so it's just making me burble shite, like I've just found the top of a bottle of Pelorus ( Cloudy Bay), and before you worry dears it was vintage , none of the common stuff, narf narf, sorry. Amazing I looked out the window about 2 hours ago expecting it to be completely dead and there were hundreds of people outside, living in the centre of London can throw you, wasn't that loud, right must be sleep time now.

This is not going to be most lucid blog ever as I'm on my 3rd Absinth, and it's not true Absinth doesn't make the heart grow stronger it appears to make the eyes grow worse and the nose pick (bad pun, yes, yes) up on the weirdest smells. I'm going to forecast that it will not make me the most popular person in the flat. I have the rest of this blog in Open Office till I can get it checked for wild incorrectness and other such misgivings, so nigh,nigh, gunna leave you with this cos it is cool and has made us both happy in an otherwise shite week, ta ra.

Emma and I have just finished watching the first episode of Ultimate Force some of the dialogue seems a bit crap but it looks like it will be a bit of fun.

Arse, just lost 15 minutes of blogging double arse, righto, briefy drunk, wednesday through friday (very very),saturday at a birthday / house warming, friends of Emmas, really really nice, friends and house. Back to the wedding, got to meet more of Richard and Janes friends and catch up with some I have already met, really cool. After a very yummy dinner, there was the maddest Jazz band, with five of the most different people you could imagine, but by god they could play. Emma and I ended up going to bed about midnight 1ish, and surprise, surprise woke up in the morning feeling really good, AND remember all of the previous day, I can highly recommend it as a way to spend a wedding. However Steve was up till 4 so wasn;t so good :D, that didn't stop Emma, myself, Neela and Steve going for a wander around the village and out across someones farm, then back into the village to a cool little pub for lunch, which was fucking amazing country pub food is about 98 billion times better than london pub food. Oh yeah our room was f huge and really nice, ok I may update this a bit at a later stage so it makes sense.