He aint to smart/ But he gets things done/ Drinks his beer like oxygen...

Took mother down to Woking to see the new ankle biter then swung by Brooklands museum to visit the now defunkt but still incredibly beautiful Concorde.

Take a look into some big grey eyes/ And ask yourself if you wanna make 'em cry..

Grey and cold Xmas Day in East Yorks. Libby loves her books. Nintendo Wii is the most annoying thing ever invented.

Ah it's X-mas on the Isthmus/ Of Panama/ It's hopeless, we're dopeless/ No Santa Claus...

Slight Kangoo emergency averted then staunch SAAB up north with Pippa. Xmas eve mostly spent in The Barrel and then a quick pit stop with Mr. Thom Strid. Good to back in the land of cowshit and 4 wheel drive but already aching for London...

The comfort and the joy/ of feeling lost/ With the only living boy in New Cross...

Drove down to The Amersham Arms SE13 to see SAUDI's and THE METROS etc in a last gasp of indie before xmas. Upon our return to Stockwell we discovered that Frank and Daniel had had a bit of a party....

It was christmas in prison/ And the food was real good/ We had turkey and pistols/ All made out of wood...

FHM March was put to bed bloodied and beaten then we retired to Jamies Bar for the Xmas lunch. Nikki got the greatest Secret Santa ever. I bailed early to avoid carnage and hooked up with TK1 and the Reservoir Dogs at the bar.

Keep the bitches out yo face/ Keep the Mac in a safe place..

Shoot with Adrian and some really awkward models then Mr. Ben Swank took me to the 12 Bar to see the new blues miesters CONGREGATION. Check their Myspace. They are straight outta New Cross, btw what's up with New Cross at the moment? it's like the new Camden or something.

It was you who put the gun in my hand/ And the hate in my eye/ Then you turn and run faster when the fast bullets fly...

This week is llooonnngggg. Trudged through the editorial mud then down to the bar for Health And Happiness xmas party. Great country and western board game boys! then met a dancer on the way home who had amazing eyelashes.

I've seen the future brother: It is murder...

Shoot with JJ at Film Plus. Great to see the soon to be Daddy Mr. Neil Soni. A cold and dark wind was blowing down a deserted Portobello Road.

Walking home from Mars/ With a pocket full of stars..

Staunch SAAB to town to shop. Bought a sad looking xmas tree for the Stockwell Endz. London is very shiny and bright at the moment.

New life, new life/ Operating, generating/ New life, new life...

Through the crosstown traffic and down the London Orbital to some satellite town to see the new addition to the family. Lesley made a terrific Spag Bol and the lil' bubba is so small, amazing and beautiful. Staggering actually. Really fantastic to see them all so happy. BTW Sorry about the cliche T-Shirt; I just couldn't resist...

All the lights are changing red to green/ Moving through the crowd I'm pushing/ Chemicals all rushing through my bloodstream..

Heavenly Recordings had the annual Xmas party on the HMS English Rose just across the water from the towers of power. As always it was brilliant and we SET THE CONTROLS FOR THE HEART OF THE SUN...I peaked a little early and am still a little upset that I missed perouinc.com and the new Leica convert Mr. Che Storey who arrived at my behest sadly shortly after I split suffering with - well, actually loving - my head being full of supernovas...think I made a new friend too.

It was Christmas Eve babe/ In the drunk tank/ An old man said to me, won't see another one...

Over to Viceland to join the Hoxton lumberjacks at The Old Blue Last. Mr. David Yow's (ex of Scratch Acid and The Jesus Lizard) new crew Qui played upstairs. Good to see Heavy Metal Tony and Alison again. For more musings have a look at http://www.caughtbytheriver.net if you can be bothered.