Did my London Drinker mag drops; could've done it last night but was nice to drive today. Had a creamy, dreamy Sunday roast; part of my routine..centres me. An Indian buffet would be nice. Korma and chips later tonight. Got some taramasalata for the start of summertime hours; nice with cod. Had veg, quinoa, runny egg, Spanish cheese; a mix of sheep, goat milk.
Sat trip to Horsham took 67 mins and it was a great afternoon; 'come fly with me'.
Sometimes Facebook networking meetups work and sometimes they don't. Interact the right way.
Always challenge authority.
There's a couple on Gogglebox who hold hands while watching tv. The connection; we want that in life. Gypsy soul. Never ever give up; because anything is possible. Hit new highs.

Didn't go out this morning. Was offered places to stay in Brighton last night but coming back on same day was fine. Bashed a new place; Antic's Dispensary. On the bus replacement bumped into Masud tv friend..when people get about axes cross. Then from Three Bridges to Clap Junc. Interspersed with stodge, soft drinks you won't get inebriated..good takeouts from Brighton so a louche Sunday afternoon. Was going to work at FoodCycle yesterday but another time; serving bar punters was my relaxation..when there was a cider knockoff got stuck in. Me and Karen saw the high scoring, enthralling Eng v Fra; 55-35 no less. I'd got an earlier train yesterday lunchtime to East Croydon and made the connection on time. Though there was a replacement bus i felt content; smiling..listen to your instinct..going to where i needed to. Used a Burger King coupon in North St. Didn't make the beach on this occasion. Great to see Paul and Natalia; not seen her or Bouncer for 2 years..time drifts inexorably. The staff there like a family; not constricted.
Fri kept it local; TGI Fridays appropriately and the Aerodrome Hotel..the Croydon Airport historical site which i love..Amy Johnson suite..she died mysteriously. Was back in before 10pm. The creative energy of the higher realms.

Do i go to Brighton Sat? See how i feel in the morning.
For the second time didn't see much eclipse; 99 and today..the stark realisation that you've been in the wrong place in life..roll on 26 yawn.

Lie in, betrayal..interesting day. Worked 7 hrs then had Chinese meat and veg with chips. A bus back to Sutton Green. I was doing longer shifts than anyone else but there you go.

It was too good an opportunity to pass; when elements come together. Fortuitous leads to things; certain ones are my kryptonite..but we make swords from them. You'd want slightly bad communication to be superseded by the realms of possibilities-suiting all parties. Jeremy Clarkson needs some re-education, i do.
Magic, beautiful awaits. I will offer more surprises Sometimes two people like each other more than they thought they would. That's the Universe's momentum, and you can't claw it back. But that's behind us and we've moved on.

Mother's Day: Was entertaining the idea of doing night buses but was better to stay in New Cross. Had a Pop Tart; blueberry..poptastic. As i was going back from Queens Road Peckham it gave me an opportunity to go to Late Knights just after high noon opening for a lovely schooner-NZ hops. Shopped at big Tesco, Streatham; flowers..everyone buying and you feed into the collective energy, bought Belgain luxurious tart with gold bits. The flowers in water with flower food.

Saturday 14th: A festival staff party; warmth and camaraderie. Won a prize in a raffle.

Time to re-energise.

Today 8th: Was going to spend the whole day in bed but would've been a waste. Did chores, had a veg Sun lunch..is that allowed? Traditionally you had meat once a week but felt good and not bloated. And you don't always have fish on a Friday. Artists have to push back the boundaries to keep the form alive and not dying on its arse. It's a hopeful breeze we have now.
Been getting back into dance music through DAB; Eric Prydz, like the stuff i used to know..the no1 dj in the world, for a new consciousness..the creative collaborations ie Crvrches, not commercial shit. And Chris Lake; when you're not going through personal warfare there's a lot to pick up on again..otherwise you'll lose it forever. But not talking hoarding; keep it brevity and relavent.
There's a new place just near Angel tube and they do a whole chicken for £24. Or you could do your own. On tube back my head falling forward in the sleep apnea way. Was invited for a biryani in East London tonight but a bit far. Buenos Aires steakhouse in Wimbledon i'm there.

Sat 7th: Arse not moving between the gears so got to a weekend photo shoot later than intended. Took an hr and 25 mins longer than it should've; thanks it's only my valuable weekend. But one thing leads to another; everything happens for a reason and there'll be a blockbuster. Luke extolled the virtues of Cape Town; thanks i quite like Croydon but i'll have to make it there..to eat like a king. Next door to shoot was a Belushis and we got caught up with Spuds fans ahead of their game at QPR. Luke went Nandos, we went Spaghetti House with a prosecco coupon; we didn't get a mini bottle but a full size one..sat under the escalator in Westfield. House special was spag and lobster; with little clams..you can see why this was a great afternoon, on the back of film potential.
Did Shep Bush-Clapham High St. The Craft scene is a touch overpriced. Be at One; loud and impersonal and we're talking 6 in the evening and it's Smithfield-meat market. Thankfully i refrained from the garishness that is Infernos on other side of street; 9.45 when reacquainted friend Lara left, was the right time to go to birthday 2..overtime is my friend. Overpriced cabs.

Fri 6th The long bus ride from work to Bromley; an hr but it's ok. The Railway is almost mystical. At the Labour Club Bournemouth tonked Fulham; they'd be a sparkling new addition to the Premiership. Familiar faces made it a good night. Back from Bromley South via Herne Hill no prob.