As a young girl/ Louis Vuitton/ With your mother/ On a sandy lawn

Night safari in the Pilanesberg national park Tuesday night. It was wonderous. Am feeling a little jetshocked now but more to follow....

Think of me when your coming down/ But don't look back as your leaving town...

Doves played the Forum last night and were beautiful, seering, fatal....feeling a little wishy washy this morning.

Out along the edges/ Always where I burn to be...

Alan and I went air racing yesterday and it was AWESOME!

Lately I dream about Angels/ With Molotovs...

Lucy took me to see a lecture by the last surviving cryptographer from Bletchley Park. He decoded transmissions from the personal Tunny machine of Adolf Hitler himself, like hacking Saddam's mobile. Amazing. Weekend spent in Dorset with Lady Claire and family to celebrate Liam's 21st.

Now I been out in the desert/ Just doing my time...

Spring sprung down the Perou farm the morning after our near victory at Maximum's school quiz. The Nimrod fleet has been grounded.

I want a purr all I get is a growl/ When the lamb is loose and she's on the prowl...

Bon voyage Swank

I'm gonna bus/ Your gonna run....

The Crofters slew dem at Walky village Hall. Shoot Up in a bizarre South Beach Miami Vice style pile in Willesden. RIP Arena Magazine and good luck to all who sailed in her.