***no plan and in x-celsius***

the sidetracking has been insane. we were supposed to be going paintballing. charles mayhem had organised it for my birthday. rob marley came down from leeds for the early start and then magic decided his delicate fader fingers couldn’t handle the frost. it was too cold to be rolling around in the slush shooting suits. i have a belief that if it’s not raining it’s not training but sound engineers and singers are a soft bunch. ted didnt argue beause he’d had a particularly long grade and needed to lie in bed to reaquaint himself with frozen oven food and cathode ray x-factor. so i hit the piano and played around a 4 sharp diminished thing to lift up the ordinary pop sub dominant. and we ended up with a christmas song. it’s actually not rubbish aswell. i’ll ask job harvey what he thinks about posting it on youstube