Well not you... but you, yeah that's right, you! You could at least sit up straight when I talk to you!

The non-writing day became a song writing night - go fucn figure. What's happened is, I need a song written by Rowan Grange and Ellie Conway. Which means I need to write it. It's to finish Exacabyte. I would like it to be the very last page. Kind of a prologue really. **
So far so good... I have been toying with lyrics all evening. I probably should grab the guitar and muck about a bit until I fall upon something I like... but that would involve bleeding fingers, and I'm not going there. I'm not even sure I am capable of figuring out the music these days.

(Of course borrowing Chris's strat would make like a lot easier - but still would come back to me not being terribly confident in writing music, lyrics I can do... accompaniment, not so much.)

Sensing murder is on in the background... Kelvin (ya nob) is on tonight. We like Kelvin. I'm thinking the, ya nob, bit is probably one of those had-to-be-there things. He's lovely is Kelvin.

Not helping with the writing of these lyrics though!

Chris's MAN FLU seems to be slow in it's progression... he barely seems unwell, although I must say he is slightly paler than normal. (He's a red headed Brit - they come pretty darned pale!! so it's quite difficult to tell if the shade is lighter with this MAN FLU)

Joshy had score bench tonight, he and Emma were freezing in the gym (it's the coldest place on earth that gym). They came home to get dad to drop them back in Silverstream... but he is in the middle of an instance (it annoys me that I know what that is) and said he'd be an hour and a half... so they're walking. (well they attempted to bus, but it was going to be an hour wait for the next bus! and they thought they'd get walking... )

They should be at Emma's about now, I'm going to text them in a minute and see where they are. - they're home.

I suppose I should get back to this song. It's titled - Walk awhile with me.

** the song features in the next book, so it really does need to exist in some form or other - if I get lyrics and maybe chords then I'll be fairly happy!

be good... and as for you, well... you know.