nunoncastors

I’ve no idea what that means but I’m trying to keep it street y’all. Word. Right then, now that I’ve connected with the youth demographic, it’s time to indulge in some basking. Not ordinary basking you understand, oh no, special basking. The sort of bask you can only ing when you’ve had some feedback on your tedious website.

Fo’ real?

Yes homies, fo’ real. You see this week has been a good week. This week I received AN EMAIL! Yes, yes. I know I receive emails all the time because I’m so super-awesome but the thing is; this one was from a new visitor.

ZOUNDS!

I think that takes the readership of this tawdry affair up to around ten or eleven whole people. And let me tell you something, all of you are better than anyone else you know (unless they read this shite too) simply by being here right now instead of doing something productive with your lives. And it is with wasting time in mind that I present you with the contents of my feedback email. Cheers Darren.

Oh, and while I think about it, a quick hello to the following folk, Jez, jr, Lucy, JJ, Sarah, Paul, Tom, Gordon, Helen, Lindsay, the rest of my social circle, Serena, Craig (probably), my ex-manager Kerry and that bloke who shouted “nunoncastors” at me in town the other week.

You should all email me exciting things on pain of death or you could just say hi. Whee!

Well, perhaps not the shouty guy. You need to calm down mister.