3 things.

I haven't bothered to write anything for ages, again. In fact I was sort of considering giving up and never coming here again. But there again... how else can I share the grumpy old man annoyance that results from the fact that already, even though it is only the start of September, the firework season has started. Surely it can therefore only be a matter of weeks before excessive Christmas lights appear.

Second on my list of reasons to bother writing something is the fact that another member of Pink Floyd has gone and died. Somewhat annoying this event occured (or was reported) shortly after the following conversation occured at work today:

Me: I went to see a Pink Floyd tribute band at the weekend.
Co-Worker: Yeh? Any good?
Me: Not bad. Of course even if hell freezes over and the real thing got back together it would cost a small fortune to go see them. And not a fiver each.
Co-Worker: Are they even all still alive?
Me: Yeh, all except Sid, but he doesn't count.

So, Richard Wright, a great player and an much overlooked part of the "classic" Floyd sound, sorry. Enjoy that great gig in the sky. And I really didn't mean to jinx you.

Finally, a moan about Summer. It was pointless and shite.