News from Cirencester.

My lovely lovely Mum came to visit me last night, we went and sat by the river and ate food and i drank 2 pints of Heineken, having not drank for 4 days i was a bit drunk.

To segue, we were opposite Hampton Court and it was 500 years to the day that Henry VIII was made King. It was a lovely little moment.

Anyway, we were chatting and Mum started to tell me that she and my Sister and nieces where in the car heading for the garden centre when what should come around the corner but the Google car.

Mum excited exclaimed what she had seen and span the car around and started to follow it. Mum said that the car moved very quickly, so Mum was possibly being a little boy racerish.

After a while my 3 and a half year old niece told Grandma to 'stop following the car or the garden centre will be closed and they won't be able to go'.

Anyway, we now wait for the Street View of Cirencester to land so that we can see Mummy Button chasing the Google car around Stratton in Cirencester.

Well done Google, without you this story would not have been written.

The Human Printer.

This is a wonderful thing.

A bunch of people have got together to become the human printers.

Welcome home.

I've missed you.

Alot!

This is for Matilda!

Smart went and won a Cyber Leon, which is obviously rather good news.

Thanks for the PMA if indeed you did give PMA.

And relax...

Glacier surfing!

Who needs virals when you can do it fo show.

Had enough. Stop now.

One final hurrah!?

Smart is up for a Cyber Lion.

Come on, let's squeeze every last drop out of it, push, push, breathe, and 2 and 3.........PUSH!!!!

PMA please.

Pjorn Borg.

It's Wimbledon!

The hopes of a nation again falling on the shoulders of one man, and i thought us English weren't supposed to like the Scottish?

Anyway, come on Tim!

But, this year brings something far more entertaining, the grunting women.

It is amazing, all the different varieties of grunt. Some low, some high, some long, some short. It is brilliant, although totally unwatchable, i had to turn the sound of last night.

And, a comedy bi-product is that all your neighbours will think you are watching some filthy European DVD's. They will be checking my post everyday just waiting for the foil envelopes to arrive.

110 decibels apparently, loud as a chain saw!