A journal of my sailing, my dogs, my band. I can promise photos, but not consistency; as far as subject matter goes I'm a bit of a nomad, so can at times drift about the place with seeming abandon.
Sunday, 9 February 2014
Is hardly rock 'n' roll. The beer is the drummer's. The water, mine.
Two gigs and a weekend down and still alcohol free. Almost impressed with myself.
Slightly concerned that something so trivial should strike me as impressive.