Fab weekend. Drinks with the WEFUK mob on Friday night, which was good because when I got there, all I really wanted to do was beat something small, furry and cute to death with a really big stick. Mercifully, a combination of good company and a few drinks helped massively.

Sunday was the best day by some distance, buying books, coffee and candles at Merton Abbey Mills. Managed to find copies of Derek Raymond’s masterpiece “I was Dora Suarez”, which is the finest crime novel I have ever read. More accurately, Andrea found them, for which she has my undying gratitude. I’ve been looking for a replacement for the copy I lost for years, and I’m delighted to be able to read it again. That fact that I was able to to pick up a spare copy to lend out is an added bonus.

On another note, I’m aware that this has all been deathly dull on here lately, and I fancy a laugh, so I thought I’d start taking requests. Mail me and tell me what you’d like to see on here – discourse on the topics of your choosing, weird fragments of writing, hell, just throw questions and requests at me. I’d like everyone that reads this to send at least one request, partly so I can get an idea of whether or not I’m talking to an audience of three, that I see down the pub anyway and should pack it in or not, and partly so I can put something up that I know will be interesting to at least one person.

Oh, and even if I do see you down the pub, this doesn’t excuse you from sending in a request.