Hello....

....Just a quick post to see if i can attract any spam from German porny-ladies, tis the only action i seem to get of a bloggular fashion these days....

Rachele plays piano

I've posted these on F***book but some people can't watch them so I thought I'd post 'em here...

Apologies if you've seen these before, this'll be it, promise... Love and huggles, Howesy x P.S. there should be 3, but the 3rd one failed, will try again later... P.P.S. have tried again, it should be below...

A nice, comfortable drink...

... was thrown into "Oh no"ness, when Stray Photon revealed the sad, sad news that Mick Green had passed away.

A long time hero of Stray's and a very, very good and respected guitarist, finally succumbed to long-term illness on 11th Jan.

I was very sad to hear this.



Cheers for that then Mick.

Love and hugs,
Howesey.

Ooooh er missus...

...a funny thing happened on the way to the Forum.

Well, to be honest, nothing funny happened really, apart from a bit of rain. But we did visit the Forum in Rome, played a fun game of "avoid having a photo taken with a Gladiator" in the shadow of the Colosseum, walked to La Bocca della Verita, left La Bocca della Verita with both hands, which just goes to show what a lot cobblers that is, but I'm not going to go into detail here as to how I know...

St Peter's was visited, nobody in our party attacked any man in a dress, although I did repress the urge to poke my tongue out at a monk on more than one occassion.

The Spanish steps were numerous, they went up AND down, which was nice.

But I think the most spectacular event in my humble opinion (or IMHO as the lazy ones tend to say) was the roosting of clouds of starlings in the evening, truly amazing (to those who are easily pleased by nature).

2009 is drawing to a close, and November/December were wonderful months for many reasons. Brentford are performing cheekily well, Quo were very good x2, Roy Wood as support at Wembley another highlight, Ister's debut with The Stabilisers was excelent and future giggage is recommended, and my first trip to a gig with my daughter (Howesey #1) to see the very enjoyable Paramore at Wembley was fantastic, despite London Overground's attempts to scupper our journey home, thanks are due to the man who had his i-phone plus relevent app(lication)s.

But hey, listen, I'm looking forward to next year, I'm hopeful for us all, not sure why but sometimes this optimism just has to be accepted...

Special wishes to Sav, Ister, Romo, Bob and Stray.

Luv'n'ugs
Howesey

While under..

...general anaesthetic, my 14 year old daughter dreamt that she had died.
She came to in a different place to the place where she was put under and cried out to be woken up.
I was sat down the corridor and recognised her voice straight away, and I don't think I will ever forget the depth of the terror in her scream.
The worst thing for a parent to experience is to be dragged into their daughter's nightmare...

Now look...

...we know who did it, we know what it is, but for Christ's sake please tell us where it is.

So I turned round and said...

...that if he ever did that again, he'd be hearing from the dark side of my imagination. You should have seen the look on his face, like someone had just stapled a sign saying "this man is upside down" to his left arse-cheek.