Passport - check, books - check, sunscreen - check. I'm ready

Hello my lovely readers,

Where does the time go eh? Where? It has been too long since I last posted and I know you've been missing me, but worry no longer, because I'M BACK!

*cue wild cheers from the audience*

Thank you, thank you, alright settle down. Especially you lot at the back.

Right, I hear you cry, so what is this one going to be about then?

Well I'm going on holiday tomorrow. Yay!
Yes, my dear reader, I shall be once again jetting off to foreign climes for a week of sun, sea, sand and relaxation. In Zante. It will be tough, so very tough, but I'll will give  'enjoying myself even if I won't have the slightest idea who I'll be holidaying with' my best shot.

Yes, you read that last bit right. I don't know who will be accompanying me on this week.

*hushed mummuring from the crowd*

Because it's a Solos holiday and what basically happens is that a load of single people go on holiday and hope to hell there is at least one other person in the group they can talk to. I mean there is a forum you can use to see who is going, but it's not the same thing is it?

Plus this isn't the first time I've been on a Solos trip. Oh no, my dear reader, this will be my sixth vacation with them. So far there have been no problems so I should be fine. I've got my kindle (and a couple of books in case something happens to said kindle), ipod and there are plenty of bars. But, as everyone will be there to have a good time, I'm sure it will be great.

Now I know what you're thinking: Holiday romances.
Well, we'll see. I've seen them happen. I've got friendly with a couple of ladies in the past (keep it clean, you lot at the back)
Will this be the year? Will there be a lady on the Manchester flight that is destined to be mine? (I'm hoping for the Manchester flight because, lets face it, the London flight makes things more complicated). Will I meet my 'impossible' girl who will want to come and have adventures through time and space with me? (You can make up your own jokes about sonic screwdrivers, this is a family show).

Or will they hear the words "I like Doctor Who" and run like hell?

Nobody knows. Not even me. Well alright, The Doctor might know but I haven't seen the TARDIS round these here parts so I guess he ain't telling.

So for now, I'll just have to go to Manchester airport in the small hours of Sunday morning, get through security and see what happens.

So, I'll leave you now. Lets face it, this packing ain't going to do itself. But I shall return, my dear reader, yes I shall return with the second part of this blog and tell you all about it.

Ta ta for now.

Giving Chester a boost (hopefully!)

Well hello my lovely little readers.

Yes I'm back to bring you more joy and happiness from within the black and souless void that is the internet.

So what's been happening I hear you cry.

I'm helping to bring a bit of culture to the streets of Chester. Well when I say I'm helping I mean got volunteered to help. And when I say I'm helping I mean I'm writing micro-plays.

Yes, in the next couple of weeks I shall be straining every creative sinew to create some pieces that will be performed in a bar somewhere in Chester. And not just one either. No no no... that would be too easy. No, my friend, I'm doing a two or three of these buggers. Now I've got ideas. Slowly forming in my mind.

But why am I doing this?

Chester needs a cultural boost. A bit of a shot in the arm. To let it know that someone still wants these things to happen.

It will be small. It will be low-key. But who knows where it will go from here. After all, from small acorns grow great oaks.

We can but try.

ta ta for now