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Amazing.

Iv just checked my sites stats, of all genuine visits of folks who take a look around (30secs to un-limited), about 30% add this site to the favorites… I’m well chuffed, and with a few days remaining, this month already stands to be my second highest hits month this year, brill and thanks for your peeks, looks and support.  TONS MORE NEXT YEAR…

Mon 31st… the eve.

I’m still hoping I will be ok for the gig (no fencemates though I will be doing an unplugged set), got some anti-bodies, but if anti-bodies then surely they will make me worse!!! ha.

So rough.

This is defo not man flu, its flu… cant remember ever feeling this bad, I had my parents over to give me hand with my boys, the x wife has gone away. They got me the film; The Flying Scotsman, its the true story of Graeme Obree, an amazing true story. If you havent seen it then you should get it.

Poorly again…

Do you know, I’ve been ill so much this December, and no its not a hang over!

Say what.

I’m back from a night out and its still amazing to realise, when un-prepared… be ready? Speak soon folks.

But.

Tell you what though, I cant wait for the new years resolutions as when they are said on the night we are usually Drunk… so I’m saying mine now, early but who cares! 2008 I will;

Settle in employment as its been a crazy few years.

Join a cooking club and cook for a special lady for the first time in years.

Join a swimming class and learn to swim as good as my boys!

Concentrate as much as possible on my music, make gigs successful, and make my acoustic solo cd a very good listen.

Look after myself.

Above all that be a much better dad.

I think thats enough but i’v still a week and a day to add more!

Told you!!!

Yep my tree is up hence my previous poem.

Xmas 07.

Xmas 07, Dec the 20th.

The trees still not up.
Wondering if its all the worth.
Or to throw in the cut.
But its up on the 22nd.

Its late but thats life.
I thought I’d so weakened.
Xmas time this is rife.
Look forward to the 25th.

Though expecting worse ever.
Trying really to break a myth.
Good comes to good? never.
Good comes to bad it seems.

I dont want to be alone.
Together I need to hold my seams.
Its me sat in my home.
Heres to 2008 eh…

GIGS.

I’ve got quite a few gigs that have arrived, updates soon, but first another Stuart poem (they flow…);

It just happened… I’m not obsessed.
Try I did, to avoid… Did I try my best?
Eyes Iv not seen before… Eyes Id never seen.
Eyes Iv not seen since… But then the dream.

Get into a plane… Get onto a train.
Run into the woods… Eyes I saw again.
I’m not obsessed… I fell in that instant.
I feel so empty… As now your so distant.

I think I’m gonna do some kind of book on my poems, as much that I write should only be read.

I think…

I will give poems known and unknown through the ‘festive’ bit;

Holding your hand, touching your lips now.
Squeezing your hand, kissing your lips when we’re old.