GOFFA FROM THE BLOCK

So here I am again.  Totally knackered in bed at 25 K mind.  Going to try and do a few posts over next few days.  Want to get my two penneth in about the election but not tonight though. Haven't spent too much time here in the last couple of months but it's nice when I do and the  bonus is there's usually a fist full of CDs greeting me when I walk through the door.  Today waiting for me were old school reggae Natty Dread Taking Over Anthology by Culture , Japanese post rockers Mono with You Are There  and a whimsical purchase, the Andy Kershaw  More Great Moments of Vinyl History .  Well I say a whim but it was always going to be a sure thing.  I've just finished reading Andy Kershaw's Autobiography No Off Switch  which whipped along magnificently.  Always so much better than John Peel for me. This one's a beaut off the Andy Kershaw compilation.

I wrote a beauty blog post this morning swimming up and down in the gym.  I thought I'll dictate this as soon as I'm changed and write it up tonight. Of course I didn't and I've forgotten it all now. Thought I'd post anyway.  Sure there's only me but that's ok. So how the hell am I (so self-indulgent nowadays)?  Been better to be honest. Haven't been up to much.  I've given up the guitar, making music and photography at least for now.  Also apart from an occasional outing to the Eagle I've pretty much stopped going out. Yeah, the Eagle has played a big part in my life one way or another and.  Back in 2013 somebody posted on the Fly Me To The Moon web-site that it was the roughest pub in Middlesbrough  but I don't think so.   The worst thing anybody in there is going to do is fall asleep on you. According to the Lost Pubs Project   it's gone to the Brewery Graveyard in the sky (go Yorkshire and then Middlesbrough) but it was sti...