Monday

I am awake, having drifted through Sunday from awake to asleep to awake to asleep again like a dodgy plug on an old telly. I did get to see the Argentina game and watch Messi leaving other players in the dust, whilst he made up his mind where in the goal he wanted  to put the ball .Amazing, pure art.

I've now decided I am definitely going to write Friendly Fascist Alpha and perform it until  I have it right. Having talked to friends old, new, across the Sea and asked, " I'm not am I?" I now realise that I may well be. The show is going to take a look at all the reasons I've been given as to why I am the nice version of these terrible things. To be honest, it does make me smile. Rumbled again....