Update

I'm sure you'll all apprecate an update on Little Hippy Mate and her Little Shop of Horrors - as you may remember I was asked to go and look at a shop for her to turn into a piercing and tattoo emporium - based on the premise that I knew one end of a tape measure from t'other. Anyway the months go by without hearing anything - if you can picture the scene from "The Time Machine" where the clocks going round whilst the background changes it might help, there again it might not but you know what I mean. Then get text asking how I am when I'm feeling particularly pissed off out of blue and give frankly snippy answer on grounds that more than likely this is a prelude to being asked to do something with no possibility of any kind of reward either financial or in kind. So thus leave sleeping hippies sleeping.
Then a couple of weeks ago when suffering from results of boss's uncle's liberal adminstration of Glenmorangie get series of texts relating to shop opening and some photographic work - just wait 'till she finds out my rates...

Anyway on another brighter note - bloke is going to call me about possibly buying the landrover - this could mean more economical car and possibly something left over to pay bills or even go digital on photography - watch this space if you haven't got anything better to do and really enjoy living life vicariously though me - and I thought I was sad...