Just got back from a ‘vocal rehearsal’ at Stalk’s place. A great night. We did actually get down to business. The vocals sounding great. Kim (Stalk’s partner in crime) conducting – and conducting well. Then the ‘festivities’ began…

So, we’re home now – back out at the farm (thanks to Max’s non-drinkin-driving skills). Mojo’s going nuts (Mojo the dog). There are animals out there all over the place. You see em when you’re driving in. Foxes darting off the road. Rabbits everywhere. Ahhhh… the native Aussie wild-life. Not a roo in sight, anywhere. Must have shot em or farmed em out. Anyhow, Mojo sprints off without warning to tackle the smell of something way too fast for a fat Staffy. Then he gets half lost out there, barking. And we have to go get him before he wakes Woz. It’s a race against time. Sorry Woz (our nearest neighbour).

Mojo’s back in the house now. Bed.

Checkya lateron today.
Fires out.