It's always better on holiday!
If for no other reason than that i can stay up late while most of you are already in bed! And read! And listen to music! And play on my xbox!

And fritter away time posting inconsequential nonsense on my website.

So yesterday (actually, the day before yesterday, now!), i was poodling up the road, coming back from the shop around the crescent where i go, these days, to buy some nice things to eat for my lunch. Yum!

And i saw some small children, with their mums, selling some things outside their front door.

Now, normally (those of you who know me will testify to this) i would have panicked and run away, saying (if i'd bothered to say anything at all), "Sorry kids, no time to stop, no time to talk! Too busy doing something!"

(What it is that i was so busy doing i can't even remember by now!)

But yesterday (or the day before yesterday, do you know, it doesn't really matter!) i decided to stop, and say hello, and look at the things they were selling.

And i said, do you know, this book is probably the only thing that i think a boy would like. And they sold it to me, and it was a fair deal!

Then i went home, and because it's always better on holiday, i looked through the book, then looked at the author's website. He's having some problems with his new book, he says there, because he's trying to draw the rain, and the rain is transparent, and moves very quickly.

I know how he feels.

(The heading for this post, btw, is a lyric from a song by a band that i like very much at the moment. You should already know about them, but if you don't, and you have the time, i recommend that you try to listen to their album)

Time for my kip.

Peace.

C x