Um not too good

Ok well the weekend was fab, lots of dancing, some beer, some sleeping some mad people in a good way and some mad people in an annoying way. The trip down was interupted by live crikkets being released in the train.

I would do a longer version, but after coming home on MOnday I weent to see Merchant of Venice at UGC, really good btw, on the way home had the usual disaster with first buses which destroyed my relaxed chilled mood.

I was just about coping with today when I learnt that the Sheffield Morris side who I'm hoping to rejoin next year think I've been speaking out of turn about the members of the side.

I'm going to find out what has been said tonight and try and then smooth some feathers, as I was hoping to go to the party on Friday for the team before the ceilidh.

I had been trying to aviod all this until some water had gone under the bridge from 2003-2004's various personal relationship disasters.

Hey ho, we live and learn, or at least should do.

The important thing is when to keep your mouth shut when asked to opinionate on your social circle.