>>>>>Killing Time<<<<<

Saturday afternoon. Busy writing a new scene for the play. Stalling until the last possible moment, as ever, I turn to the blog to get my mind and my fingers out of their slumber. Surf the net for a while, caught up reading Michelle Dee's review of a Dirty Dreamers' gig in London, try to think of tunes I could download to get me over the hump. Have sunk two cans of Four X and there's a kitchen full of Carling. We went to Asda earlier. Hardly the stuff that great plays are made of, although we did buy some Haribo and some fancy salsa dip.