+Sunday+ fun with Mother at Spitalfields was marvellous fun. I piled Sunin into his Merc and then we drove to Spitalfields and got hideously lost in the one way system near Liverpool Street. Eventually finding parking somewhere in Worship Street we then commenced getting hideously lost on foot trying to find Spitalfields from there. Scared Mum a little with my hair. Ate lunch at Giraffe, I opted for a burger. Third PoshBurger(TM) in 5 days. Nice to know I’m going to keep my figure...had Tiger Prawns for starter too which were yummy. Mum scared me ("What? They’re all crunchy!") by eating their tails. Wandered about the market, took some photos, went to the organic shop and bought more coffee beans and some gorgeous and hideously expensive honey. But gorgeous. Took photos of Sunin on E and of random signs and things. chilled out in general Headed back to Andy’s car so I could get the herbs they’d picked out of their garden for me. And so we could get a lift to the Merc as we had lost it a little. So said our goodbyes and headed back home. Well, I say home...we’d decided to go and peer at the gay playground that is Waitrose in Canary Wharf instead. I ONLY SPENT TWELVE POUNDS. I have to place this in capital letters as this is a personal best for me. I usually have to remortgage after a trip to Waitrose. I bought some meat I’ll be cooking tonight, and some veg I’ll be adding to that meat. And a couple of bits. And that is ALL We looked at tacky gold pens too, Sunin wanted to inflict one on somebody as a gift. “Agreed to follow some tiny little man to Mordor to throw ring into volcano. Very important mission - gold ring so tacky” — Legolas, son of Weenus headed home and Sunin vanished back to Telford as I peeled TJ off his bed and forced him at gunpoint to wash up. Poor thing was busy recovering from a wedding. So far this month, I’ve only bought one DVD (by accident, Morrissey live, it accidentally fell into my trolley), one tent (!!) and some food. And Bombay mix. Oh, and some other things. A shirt, some boxers. And hair dye. Oh and some tickets to a West End show. And coffee. And lunch out a couple of times. And two hard drives. Oh and some other DVDs. Hm. No wonder I keep ending up skint Bed pretty early considering. Failed to fix puncture, failed to cook. Was just a bit knackered from the night before. Still need to make my body do what I need it to do to keep me healthy, am bordering on badness, but I think I’ll get there ok. Besides, surfing the edge is a way of life for me, I do it in so many other things. The smallest parts of a machine can cause the whole thing to shudder to a halt. So next time someone tells you you cannot do something, or what you do means nothing, remember that... Moved freakcity to a new server today. Seems shitloads faster. Getting searches on the forums back in about 1.5 seconds, which is pretty good all things considered. The Middle East is getting silly again. Bush is claiming that Israel is justified in its response to the kidnapping of two of its soldiers, its response being to kill a few hundred Lebanese citizens. How fabulous is that? Fuckwits. Suzannah Lamplugh was kidnapped by a mystery man 20 years ago, thought to be John Cannan. It’s high time we shot his mother.