"Climb up real high now I fall down real far"

To assume makes an ASS of U & ME.

I am guilty of such a sin. I assumed that everybody knew of my deep love for Coldplay's X & Y & that my plop joke would be spotted as the deliberate mistake. I hold my hands up & unreservedly apologise, especially to Bee who came out in solidarity with me.
My bad.

My new darlings, Hard-Fi (one complete listen of the album so far today & likely to pop up on my 2005 playlist which I have on now) are playing the Roadmender in Northampton soon!
How cool is that? On a Sunday too, anyone fancy it?

Ok, let's look to this Sunday.
Over the years my good friend Reckless & I have shared many an adventure. Sunday brings us a new one.
At roughly 3 o'clock we are doing a bungee jump. Not together, I must stress.

Am I scared?
Not much to be honest. The way I see it is thus: worst case scenario is Flash RIP. This is about as likely as "Confessions of an idiot" going platinum. And if it did happen then at least I'd have fulfilled my wish to go out in spectacular fashion.
The thing that does concern me is that I HATE the feeling of falling, even in bloody dreams! So I have to deal with that.
On the whole though I'm really looking forward to it. It should be exhilarating & I'm all for that.
Life, to me, is not about the hoarding of material possessions or the endless pursuit of cash & prizes, it's about being rich in experience & having stories to tell. The bungee jump will be another deposit in that particular bank.
I aim to get some pictures, though I can't promise I'll look my best!