In the End

Evening all.

Very slow internet/blip connection over the last two days, so am getting there, slowly but surely.

I'd been waiting to listen to a documetary on Richard Burton on the radio this evening, i'd just read a book called "Hellraisers" which was about the various exploits of Burton, O'Toole,Harris and Reed, so was intrigued enough to want to hear this.

Unfortunately the timing of the documentary c0incided with me feeling a little peckish and getting a quick snack.

Sadlly the snack i chose was a pile of poppadoms and a series of dips,washed down with a Murphys or two.

The main problem inherent with this choice of snack is that it is noisy......

jet engine,car backfiring, drum soloing, bomb exploding noisy, not just when you break them up, but when you chew and munch down on them, ten seconds of chewing poppadoms is like a group of pneumatic drills going off in your head.

So i'm sitting here, leaning so far forward to hear the radio i'm in danger of falling off the sofa,trying to bite slowly to achieve minimum noise and suck the poppadom to eat it without chewing, consequently i've heard about three complete minutes and we're a good forty five minutes in, its like Norman Collier with his faulty mike.

Next time, a quieter snack is called for, it'll either be cheese sandwiches or ice cream when i listen again on the i player.

I'll get there, in the end

night all

Rush