Not much here for us I'm afraid

Unsparky
It is hard to work up much of a mood for hyping Poptimism* when I want to crawl back into bed and sleep all day. Oh, the pleasures of a return to work. I don't fully know why I'm so tired, maybe it's the return to a heavy English diet. Maybe it's the 400 emails. Maybe it's COCKING XFM on the office radio.

The weekend started well and then turned grey and shapeless like an overwashed jumper. Forget About The Sugar was major fun and would have been still better fun if I'd braved the night buses and not left before

alexmacpherson did his set. Nice to see people though. I have added Grolsch to the growing list of bad hangover drinks, though.

*POPTIMISM!! This Friday!! 7-2! Popkrieg! Yes, you may not fancy dancing about to "Male Stripper" now** but on Friday you will.

**or, indeed, you may.