my cousin kevin

aalreet?

was away for the weekend to see my cousin kevin. he lives in (a) bath. i have to say i had a lush time, which will annoy him that i say this, 'cos he hates the word 'lush' 'cos it's geet geordie.

i've only started to see more of my cuz recently 'cos i was a bit of a social recluse. but he did introduce me to the housemartins and bach when i was a bairn. for this i am truly grateful.

we had lots of fun, drank a decent amount of proverbial, and played his ukulele - which was a new and excit8ing experience. so much so that i typed an 8 in the middle of the word 'experience', bet it nealy slipped past you...

kevin had a lady visiting called michelle, she was v nice and she had invented an italian type cheese on toast affair. it was, of course, lush.

i also went to bristol to see my mate dave who is getting married soon. he was dressed up as a baby. i never want to see my friends semi naked again. i would put a picture up but there are laws.

i almost missed 3 types of transport on my journey, but managed to get to and from dublin with my stomach intact. which is always a bonus.

i saw no clowns, but i did put clothes pegs on lots of people. not erotically, merely in a pub game way without them noticing. hours of fun, except when they clock you for being a nonce.

pax.