Early morning red skies.
The 6am estuary wilds illuminations were a sign of the showers to come.
A cycle, a swim, and then a full on working day.
I started off with some Late Junction as my soundtrack. The new warped dancehall of Roots Manuva sounded bloody ACE.
It all then went a little didgeridoo.
No ta. Not for me.
A late night Style Council session the night before led to a wonky wardrobe choice.
Oh dear.
I fired up The Cost of Loving instead.
Keep the Faith, etc.
The mad cat was a pain all day.
Sorry.
A right PAIN.
I had to be settled for some focus and concentration. The mad cat doesn’t do focus and concentration.
I think she has got the shits.
The Lee Thompson Ska Orchestra put a big SMILE on my face late afternoon. I had some decent work news as a boost as well.
I then did something rather reckless: I cancelled my life insurance.
The CRAZY world of rock ‘n’ roll, etc.
I though f-it. Once I’m gone then Anna will get half of the house, plus my Prince vinyl collection. She can live off that.
Job’s a good ‘un.
I went up to watch Wivenhoe Town in the evening. Three home points and promotion from Thurlow Nunn Division 1 was guaranteed.
Promotion chasing with @wivenhoetown_fc, innit pic.twitter.com/tVwBPhSZIl
— Jason_Cobb (@Jason_Cobb) April 6, 2016
It was a shaky first half. I had z rare outing for my Nikon SLR. I’m still unsure about it after almost a decade of trying to give it some camera love.
The second half picked up, with Wivenhoe winning 4-0.
I confess to becoming slightly over-excited, and even putting on something of a comedy North Essex accent.
That needs to stop.