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so i know i said next week last week but as was already explained weeks in the life of a dog can be ten days. try working that out with dog years of 7 to 1. but enough about that because i have been very busy and not so busy. 

so with all my companions of almost every variety having disappeared off the face of the earth i was left to rattle around in my fortress of solitude for almost a whole solid week, emerging only to buy chocolate buttons or fight crime. this was of course broken up by a few sightings of model, grr and brazil, on one occasion where our favourite serbian establishment was kept standing only by our 4 pint glasses. and on a similar day of limited achievements, i found my calling in bar billiards with porksworth and market, which did raise my score for the day before the toppling of the centre skittle brought me back to zero. at some point in the week of wonder (nothing) on some day (i have no idea if it was before or after the aforementioned events, maybe tuesday?) me, model, grr, brazil and camberwell hit the depressed arms to see tunmills and co, whereby/fore i was impressed, almost as much as a bystander who kept saying he was so. 

then the weekend not so much as sprung upon me but faded through the mist like in a movie when people who haven't for a while meet. and after cocktails with my previously mentioned companions in the latter event plus happy and minus brazil, (keep up) it was to the hub to meet there sorel, curly, dubble, bunch, kswiss, fierce, and the rest. and later on the party not only kept on going but included your favourite canine and more cider, to the former home of samaritans minus the thermometer we all knew and loved.

so sunday was spent how sundays should be spent (sans religion) with no memorable happenings and a rollover to next week. 

monday and in a bizarre coupling of central london and robin i made the short trip to see clerk, before returning for a brief visit to the bear to pick up one mousey, who after a long spell in the shire made a welcome return. 

and then of course tuesday i began to earn my bread selling drums underground, while seeing waiting for godot and still waiting myself too for one half of the decision making professional liars to post my life plans, before saturdays torture for the other half. 

sorry to be so exhaustive, quality control will return to your screens soon readers. i'll get jurassic 5 to set me straight.

more NEXT WEEK.

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so hello again. i know it has been several weeks since a proper post but i can assure you there is reason enough involving auditions holding my thoughts and dogs can only think about one thing at once. so to return to the rails we will be stopping only at milestones that may not even be milestones in the usual sense of the word but events i choose to regain from mother time.

so i believe we left off with my parting note before i stood with possibly the most famous bear, or marmalade eating bear we all know and love at early o clock. 150 miles or so later and me and mousey were being ever so civilised with cream tea. which was certainly a marvellous beginning to my weekend in the country, including the most relevant sports and walks around a castle etcetera. 

meanwhile or rather after in the big city i was put on trial in the only store where you are encourage to hit stuff with sticks and later lifted out of the abyss crunching many of our fellow citizens and into hibernation for 5 of 7 from 9 til 6  from 110509. 

so after a joyous weekend including lunch with the extended fam, i paid a last courtesy visit to the ironically named job centre with the good news and proud we are of all of that. then it was to the hob to say farewell to jew with ecowarrior, bunch, curly, crusader, fierce, dubble, k-swiss, belltower, flan, and others. which was lots of fun. (apologies, the only two adjectives i could think of just there were marvellous and fun. deary me)

i believe the next day was the day me and mousey made the pilgrimage back to the source of our knowing and learning to see jammy dodger and co kill some cats (it was a play in case you are worried), followed by the seasonal life admin we all have to endure that no one notices. a haircut, dear watson.

and of course yesterday was the source of all my previous distractions where i was put under the scrutiny of professional liars showing them how well i could do it too and trying to avoid small talk during the waiting to be shot. but things went to plan so far, so now we wait for my life plan to come in the post.  

very sorry to be quite so vacantly. undescriptive. but 3 weeks contained so much activity that i have forgotten alot of it. next weeks post will indeed be next week and will certainly contain backtobasics new series type writings, with events described in full as i have been advised and maybe even some profiles of characters in my life. so look out for you may be the subject. or maybe not, i don't know. check on.... thursday? or whatever. 

welcome back.

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