|
|
Friday, July 7th, 2006
| |
10:56 am
|
Alright, can we say FUCKING AMAZING?!? Because that's what we were last night! All of us! My band, The Who, David, and....ROGER FUCKING WATERS! Oh god, I love DSOTM. Back in the 70's when I was drunk I'd always put it on and...I can't even explain what the sensation is. No, I didn't try it high. I stopped smoking pot in the 60's. Why am I telling you all this? I don't know, I'm a crazy old man.
Today is the first anniversary of the London bombings. Good lord, what a day that was. Mags and I are going to a memorial service at church later. It was lovely to see how we all banded together during that time of crisis. I fucking love my country. I really do. I'm proud to be an English boy! (Sorry for ripping off your song Pete).
England lost in the World Cup. Fuck. Am I the only person in the entire bloody country who doesn't care much for Becks? Yeah, he's good, but he's such a pretty boy. And his wife looks like a lolly, big head and skinny body. Too bad, she was so adorable when she was in the Spice Girls. I like Crouch, the one who does the Robot heh. So at this point....go Italy?
Beatrice is MIA, thank the lord. I don't know who pisses me off more, her, or her mum. I'm still waiting on an apology you stupid cunt!
This is a rather random entry. Well, Mummy wants me to help her in the garden outside, so I'll be out there!
current mood: working
current music: Rough Boys - Pete Townshend
|
|
(1 comment | comment on this)
|
| Tuesday, June 27th, 2006
| |
1:51 pm
|
Ok. I've figured out a solution so I'll update this more. My good friend David is going to kick me in the arse each day I don't! Sounds painful? It is, got one last night. Then again, he was in a shitty mood so he probably added some extra oomph to it.
So where have I been? Bullet time!
-My daughter Cate had my 4th grandchild! A girl (sorry to my grandson, he is not a happy camper now...he'll get over it though). Eleanor Elizabeth Jane. Born on 30 May! I'm very happy, she's a loverly little thing.
-Beatrice lit a fire in my recording studio so I'm redoing it. David got me a new synth for it, so that made things better.
-James is still dating Annabel. Split up because she threw a fit at his mod ways, but they've come to a mutual agreement.
-Turned 61. Celebrated at home with my family. Then celebrated upstairs with Mags hehehehe.
-Celebrated my 39th wedding anniversary. Jerry thinks we should renew our vows. I think that's lame, so we're not doing it, and Mags doesn't really like the idea much either. Though we celebrated upstairs again heheheheheh.
-Watched Eurovision. UK's entry sucked, whose idea was it to send a fucking rapper?! Props to Germany for having the bollocks to do a country music number.
-Rehearsing every bloody day. We're performing at Hyde Park next week with The Who, Davy Jones, and Roger Fucking Waters. Please come if you can!
-Went to the Isle of Wight to check out The Who's performance. Ran into Kelly Osbourne and she sat with James and George and I. She really is a nice girl, I feel bad for calling her Ozzy's pudgy daughter now. Also saw Kate Moss, what a frigid bitch.
-Got nauseous seeing Heather Mills's naked tits in The Sun. Did they really have to publish those so fucking much? Ick, imagine being Paul and having to look at those all the time.
-Did I mention the show at Hyde Park next week? Please come, we sound amazing in rehearsal!
-Jerry wants me to come see Madonna with her in concert next month. As much as I enjoyed Madonna in the past, like the good queen I am, I don't really know. She's getting too desperate. I mean, crucifying herself on a cross decorated like a disco ball? Seriously, why doesn't she just go up onstage and hump a stack of Bibles while dressed as the Pope? Oh wait, I forgot. She's a Kabbalist now. Keeps pushing that new center and school she's building in London, keeps sending me letters asking for donations. Grrrr. And I already said I'd go. Shit.
How has everyone else been?
current mood:  chipper
current music: Cabaret - Liza Minnelli
|
|
(7 comments | comment on this)
|
| Saturday, April 8th, 2006
| |
5:06 pm
|
Well fucking hell! I'm such an arse for not updating! What shall my punishment be, 50 lashes? George can administer that.
Anyway, The Majority has been pretty fucking busy. We're hoping to do a late summer tour, so we've been practicing a lot. Ronnie wants to do a whole world thing, I prefer just Europe and North America (no Australia, I still haven't forgiven them for 1968 grrr). We are playing Hyde Park 6 July with The Who and Roger Waters (performing Dark Side of the Moon in its entirety, it'll be fucking great!!!!!!), and Davy Jones and his band are opening for us. Come see us if you can! Pete's thrilled we're doing a show together (Uh...we did Live8 together, don't you remember that?), we'll be doing all our hits, so come to Hyde Park 6 July! Davy might even do a few songs WITH us, I'm really chuffed he said he could open for us!
On the personal side, my daughter Cate is due next month with her 4th child (and my 4th grandchild!). Don't know what it is, she wants a surprise. I want another grandson, I know my 5-year-old grandson Gregory will feel so horribly outnumbered if she has another girl! I got your new album Ray, it's great! Definitely worth the wait of what, 8 years? Heh you know I'm kidding!
And Paul McCartney is an arse. And I'm STILL waiting on an apology from your stupid wooden wife!
current mood: awake
current music: Mein Herr - Liza Minnelli (Go ahead and laugh!)
|
|
(8 comments | comment on this)
|
| Thursday, March 16th, 2006
| |
8:23 pm
|
Holy fucking shit. I haven't updated in ages! I sincerely apologize to everyone, I've just been busier than usual. Fuck, I'm turning into Pete! Well, our concert late last month went rather well! Who went? I know Davy went, it was great seeing you there! We have more scheduled for the summer. And that's kind of what this post is about:
-Hyde Park 6 July. The Who, Roger Waters, and The Majority! Yes, we've been added to the list. So please come and see us, I guarentee it'll be good!
-Our 1975 movie of our rock opera Magic Girl is being released on DVD in September with some nice special features. Commentary by us and the director, some live footage of us in concert, a couple of deleted scenes, the whole package. I've been holed up in the studio with George, restoring the sound back to its original quality.
-We've also been rehearsing a great deal. We might be doing some little one-night things before the Hyde Park show and we want to sound in our best condition.
In other news, Demon Child is back. Paul took a fucking vacation after crying on-camera about those poor widdle seals. Great. I think Pete's got her under control though. Good, I can't put up with her. She's turning my hair grey.
Annabel wants a baby out of James. He's really hesitant about it, and so am I. My God, James is my youngest! He can't start procreating yet! It'll make me feel older!
I'll be 61 in about 2 months. What in the fuck?
current mood:  drained
current music: Tomorrow Never Knows - The Beatles
|
|
(5 comments | comment on this)
|
| Sunday, February 12th, 2006
| |
9:45 pm
|
23-26 February. Royal Albert Hall. Come see The Majority rock out!
I guess that explains where I've been the past few weeks. We've been rehearsing like crazy so we don't fuck up anything during the shows. Hey, we want to please all of our fans!
Other than that, nothing interesting has happened. This old rock star's life is rather boring.
Sorry you didn't win anything at the Grammys Paul. Your performance was still rather good. Can never go wrong with Helter Skelter! I'm just happy that stupid cunt Kanye West lost Album of the Year. God what a pretentious and arrogant arsehole. So hooray for U2 for winning!
Oh shit I just heard something crash downstairs. It's probably Beatrice.
current mood:  rushed
current music: Tomorrow Never Knows - The Beatles
|
|
(1 comment | comment on this)
|
| Thursday, January 26th, 2006
| |
10:43 pm
|
Whew, does it feel good to be back in England. Pussy Village Beavertown was so bloody boring! (Sorry Davy). Davy's horse had a foal and he named it Rio. Didn't do much to deter Annabel from wanting a baby. She's been begging James to get her pregnant. Good lord, James is the baby of the family, that'll be so strange seeing him as a parent! Oh no wait....there are precautions being made heh. Sneaky sneaky!
So back in England, back with my wife and children. Back with Pete, who's as weird as ever. He and Rachel and Jerry bought a Yorkie puppy for Jade. It's cute I guess, I'm not a huge fan of dogs. To be honest, I'm kind of allergic. I've got medication, I just get all sniffly around them. Which is why I own 3 cats. Fuck, there really isn't much happening now. Majority stint at RAH next month woohoo! And maybe some little gigs after that. I feel like performing again. Pete wants me to show up on Rachel's show when it starts up again. Uh.....just as long as I don't have to show up in my pajamas again! Though I cheated, just wore my dressing gown over my clothes heh.
So........guess it's time to write my autobiography. *looks at diaries and photographs* Fuck, I have to pore through all that again? I just want to climb in bed and make hot passionate love cuddle with Mags!
current mood:  horny
current music: Movin In - Toby Twirl
|
|
(comment on this)
|
| Friday, January 20th, 2006
| |
6:21 pm
|
Greetings from Pussy Village Beavertown! I took a trip with Davy, James and Annabel here. Her horse is about to give birth, so Davy wanted her here to see it. Maybe it'll put things into perspective for her, since she's been nagging James for the past few days that she wants a baby. Well, the novelty of giggling at the "Welcome to Beavertown!" sign wore off rather quickly and now I am rather bored. James and Annabel are keeping themselves occupied, and Davy's got his hands full as well. Thank the lord for the Internet! But, alas, I'm running out of things to do on here. So friends....do you know of any interesting website I can look at? And don't you dare send me porno Keith! I have enough of that already, thank you very much.
Davy has pictures of himself everywhere around his house.
current mood:  bored
current music: Baby Never Say Goodbye - Unit 4+2
|
|
(2 comments | comment on this)
|
| Thursday, January 5th, 2006
| |
9:29 pm - Egads
|
Well, fuck. I say I'm going to update more and I don't. Sorry about that heh. Well, a belated Happy Christmas and New Year to you all!
The big news...well there's a lot:
-James broke up with Mellie, his glamour model girlfriend. She was on a shoot in Ibiza, apparently he got word from somewhere that she was cheating on him, and the fireworks came out when she came home. Too bad, she was a nice girl. So who's he with now? Annabel, Davy's youngest. Really amourous couple they are!
-George is a incredibly sexy grandfather! Janine went into labour on 23 December and ended up giving birth on Christmas Eve morning! A little girl, but they already knew that. Her name? Noel Amelia Rose. Isn't that sweet? Janine loved the gifts we brought over. Ended up getting her a cuddly teddy bear and some baby clothes (Isabel picked them out, lord knows I can't) and Mags knitted her a blanket. George, needless to say, is over the moon!
-Davy bought the house across the street from Pete and I. Or did I already mention that? Shit, I don't know. I'm old, I can't think straight anymore. But yes, it's a loverly house. His cat had kittens, and he gave me one. I named it Ludlow, one of the characters he played on The Monkees. Clever, innit?
-Davy and Mike's party was fucking amazing. It was at a karaoke restaurant downtown, and everyone had a good time. Paris Hilton fucking showed up as a guest of Rod Stewart's daughter Kim. Ugh. Annabel got into a catfight with her, that was interesting to watch. Annabel won, by the way. Heather showed up, I threw another patended Greg Finchley Diva Fit since she was on the blacklist of people NOT to invite. She got a meatcrow thrown at her, and threatened to sue. Bitch.
So that's it pretty much. I'm going to go work on some new music in my studio now. Ta!
current mood: creative
current music: Walking Down Carnaby Street - The Majority
|
|
(7 comments | comment on this)
|
| Saturday, December 17th, 2005
| |
12:40 am
|
Fuck, of course after I release the album, I start getting new ideas for songs! Stupid mind.
And I officially have a cold. Lovely. I've been drinking nothing but tea lately and Mags made me soup. I'll be fine, it's just your typical head cold. Thank the lord Beatrice isn't here, or else I would probably have killed her because I've been cranky lately. And if I killed her, Sir Paul would smite me.
Wow, I forgot how much I loved early Beatles stuff. Granted, at the time, they drove me NUTS. I was sick of hearing of The Beatles like around 1963. I was so afraid Gerry (our manager) wanted to turn us into Beatles knockoffs when I first met him because he said he was inspired by Brian Epstein to manage a band. We were angry mods, we thought The Beatles were too cutesy-poo! Though secretly...I liked their music. And we did have a rather similar style in the early days. So yes Sir Paul, I was inspired by you!
Ugh I feel like shit.
current mood:  groggy
current music: I Saw Her Standing There - The Beatles
|
|
(8 comments | comment on this)
|
| Saturday, December 10th, 2005
| |
7:19 pm
|
So Paul McCartney added me. Thanks Paul, but I still don't like your wife and your daughter turned my hair grey! I'm dead serious, the day after she left (she found her way back again! Good god. I told James to take her back and he did), I'm in the bathroom shaving and what do I see? A grey hair on my head! Not just red-tinged-grey like pretty much the rest of it is, but pure grey. Holy shit, did that scare me. I don't want to be thrown signs that I'm getting old! I won't dye my hair though, I'm not Paul heh.
I can't believe I missed this. RIP John. Shit, has it really been 25 years already? I think John's murder was what really did it for me. After losing Keith, Jack, and my manager in the span in the span of two years, only to lose John, I remember hearing that news and just sobbing the entire morning. God, Pete was right. These people may be legends to you, but, hell, they're my friends. So I'm not remembering a legend, I'm remembering a friend. We miss you John.
I'm cooking dinner tonight! Woohoo!
current mood: festive
current music: Happy Xmas (War Is Over) - John & Yoko
|
|
(4 comments | comment on this)
|
| Monday, December 5th, 2005
| |
10:07 pm
|
I know I'm ALWAYS taking the piss out of her but....
I really like Madonna's new album. *ducks*
What can I say? I love dance music! You'd never know it now, but I was really into clubbing in the 70's/80's. And this reminds me of it. Mick and I used to hang out at Studio54 allllll the time in the 70's. Or at least, allllll the time whenever we were in NY. I met Liza Minnelli there! Why does that delight me so much? I don't know, maybe it's because Davy and I just watched Cabaret for the hell of it.
Now that that's out of the way....The Majority's looking at doing a few shows at the Apollo in Hammersmith sometime at the end of January, before our RAH shows in February. When I have dates, I'll tell you all. For now, we just know it's going to be the end of January.
Davy bought the house across the street from us. Didn't feel safe anymore at his place up in Manchester, so now he's down here in Richmond Hill. I'm rather thrilled, add another aging rock star to the ones we have here already! Can't wait to see how he decorates it all....he's beyond excited about that. Pete wants to throw him a housewarming party, so if we do, I'll post about it.
Holy fuck, I think I'm coming down with a cold or something. My large hooter won't stop running!
current mood:  hopeful
current music: Hung Up - Madonna
|
|
(3 comments | comment on this)
|
| Monday, November 28th, 2005
| |
10:22 pm
|
Ok, I'm going to get back in the swing of updating this thing (yes! I rhymed!) on a more regular basis.
And of course, nothing important has been happening. RIP George Best, though I was never a huge footie fan. Mags supports Chelsea because she's from there and her brother's a huge Chelsea supporter. I finally saw the season premiere of Little Britain. Had to set the VCR to record it since it was on the night of the UK Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. Fucking hilarious stuff there! Fuck all those people saying it's offensive. I was never for all this politically correct stuff. I love offensive jokes (well, not too offensive, but you know what I mean!). Seriously! I get that attitude from my father. He would have loved Little Britain. "People seriously need to learn how to laugh at themselves," that's what he would always say. And I agree. We're British, we've given the world some of the greatest comedic minds! We have to be able to laugh at ourselves and all our little faults and quirks that are humourous. If not, then we're just getting offended at pretty much anything, and that isn't fun. Whew. Got into a little rant there. Sorry about that heh. A certain Monkee's birthday is coming up at the end of December. I wonder what he would want as a gift...he is turning 60 after all!
The holiday season is approaching as well. Mags is going to start hauling out all the little decorations and everything. She won't let me buy a wreath or a tree or even holly or miseltoe yet, says she doesn't want it to dry out prematurely before Christmas. Well, I don't see how holly can dry out, but whatever works for her.
This song takes me back. Reminds me of the early days in The Majority.
Fuck, my tea's cold.
current mood:  thirsty
current music: Uptight (Everything's Alright) - Stevie Wonder
|
|
(2 comments | comment on this)
|
| Sunday, November 27th, 2005
| |
10:02 pm
|
Well fuck. Never posted that diary entry! Well, in all honesty, I couldn't find anything intersting enough for all of you. Maybe if I find something good enough, I'll put it up here.
So what happened in the past few days? Well, I went to the UK Rock Hall of Fame induction last week. Got to see my friends inducted. But, like Pete said, it's a fucking tv show! There's no building! Craziness. Got to see Pete do his Pink Floyd dance again. God, when's the last time we did that? Oh yeah. When we were at the UFO, tripping on acid and dancing like drunken ballerinas. That was fun. Don't ask about that bloody purse he had on, even I had no idea! Bragged he had tampons in there...and he did. What in the hell? I'm hoping he was holding them for Rachel! Though I don't think I would ever do that for Mags. He spent the whole ceremony talking about bras with Davy. Again, what in the hell? I have no idea what either of them were on that night. Good to see The Kinks together again. It was good to see Dave up and smiling, considering what happened last year. Just wish that Alanis Morrissette didn't have to do the Dylan tribute, she sounded like absolute shit. God, my brother Chris could have gone up there and sang it and sounded better, and he sings like a sick goose! Davy and Jade had the right idea leaving during that to sneak in some shags in the loo. Smart thinking! Wonder if anyone saw them. All my friends are being honoured, and my band hasn't yet. Who knows, maybe we will in the future? I honestly could care less though. I don't need awards and trophies and accolades to remind me I'm good. I get that from seeing fans at our show, and getting fan mail and all the screams at our shows. Yes, fans! It's you that give me my biggest honours! If that makes sense...
What else. Oh! On Tuesday John threw a party at Quarwood for the hell of it. So it was boys' night out, I went with Pete, and I brought James as well. Davy stayed at home with Jade. Such a devout husband. It was like the old days. Booze, and lots of it. I had to go without, but it was fun seeing Keith streak through the garden while singing Son of a Preacher Man by Dusty Springfield. After John dragged him inside, he kept offering himself to everyone. Typical Keith. Then, to my surprise, John brought Jack out! He and Keith did a duet of Wouldn't It Be Nice by the Beach Boys and then Jack grabbed me and waltzed around the bloody bar. Total craziness. And I loved it. Reminds me that I'm a rockstar.
Is it just me, or does Nick Mason look like Eric Idle?
George's daughter Janine is due in less than a month. She's having a girl, and I need to get her a gift. Something good, I'm her godfather. Now what to get her...
current mood:  confused
current music: Dizzy Spells - Me
|
|
(3 comments | comment on this)
|
| Saturday, November 12th, 2005
| |
11:10 pm
|
Hope everyone's Rememberance Day went well. We all wore our poppies, and went to a memorial service at Church. Then we attended a service in the graveyard, and we travelled to the Catholic Church so we could leave a wreath for Dad (since he did perform in a military band). Then we went to the graveyard in Chelsea so Mags could leave a wreath for her father (he was a doctor during the War). Davy wanted to go visit his parents' graves in Manchester, so we went there too. It all went well, except for Beatrice acting up during church. And during the service. And she was far too loud in all three graveyards. Ugh, I wish she would learn to behave! At least when she placed her little poppy cross she did it quietly.
Not much else to talk about. Maybe I'll entertain you with another old diary entry tomorrow!
current mood: bored
current music: The telly
|
|
(comment on this)
|
| Thursday, November 10th, 2005
| |
10:38 pm
|
Well George FINALLY is releasing his autobiography next month. He'll be doing some book signings around England for his book Minority in the Majority. He brought me over my very special advanced copy today and I can't wait to sit down and read it! Granted, I know what happens and everything since I was there for pretty much all of it. But It's still interesting to read how he sees it from his point of view.
Didn't start reading it yet, I just thumbed through the pictures (as I always do first heh). There's a lovely one in there of both of us, we're about six years of age, dressed up as shepherds for the church's Christmas pantomime! God, we were so cute. What went wrong? Heh. A very sweet one of him and Emily on their wedding day. One of him and Sofia (God, do I hate her) with Giovanna at her christening. I'll give a formal review when I actually begin to read it. And this is yet another sign that I need to sit my arse down and write mine. I know everyone wants to read what I have to say about, well, everything. I decided I'm going to start with a little background on both my mum and dad and how they came together and had me (no, not that way!). Mum's agreed to talk about my early years with me, so it's just a matter of finding a time so I can talk with her.
Fuck, I barely got any sleep last night. Beatrice claimed she couldn't sleep so I agreed to keep her company and she just sat there in her crib asking me about pretty much everything under the fucking sun. She's fucking nocturnal!
And yes, I'm listening to Petula Clark. I happen to like her music heh.
current mood: groggy
current music: Don't Sleep In The Subway - Petula Clark
|
|
(1 comment | comment on this)
|
| Sunday, November 6th, 2005
| |
10:59 pm
|
Hope everyone had a good Guy Fawkes Day! For those Yanks who don't celebrate it, basically us Brits celebrate the day a group of Catholics tried to blow up Protestant Parliament and King James I (he was apparently gay, I've just learned) with gunpowder. One of the leaders was named Guy Fawkes, so now on 5 November, we celebrate by shooting off fireworks and burning effigies of Guy Fawkes. We watched a fireworks show over the Thames, it was very lovely. Then Beatrice shot off some of her own. How the hell does she get things like these?
So yes, Beatrice is here for now. She's quite a handful. But she is a lovely girl underneath it all. Never a dull moment with her, that's for sure!
Who read my interview in the latest issue of MOJO? I'm going to be interviewed by The Guardian on Saturday and it'll appear in there in a week. Little too late to promote our album, but that's ok. That tiny little hype was fun while it lasted. I'm already being asked if I'll put out another. Maybe I can get back to that sequel to Magic Girl everyone's been yearning for since 1969...
current mood:  contemplative
current music: The telly
|
|
(1 comment | comment on this)
|
| Wednesday, November 2nd, 2005
| |
11:02 pm
|
So Saturday was Jerry Hall's costume party. We brought little Beatrice along (she snuck back into her house and found a bumblebee costume for herself, she did look rather cute) and things seemed to be going well. I had the younger set (James, George's two daughters Gia and Erin, Jerry's daughter Elizabeth) keep an eye on her. I guess it wasn't close enough, because the non-alcoholic punch was spiked with vodka. Ugh, first time I had even tasted alcohol in 12 years. And it didn't go well. As is always the case when I have too much to drink, my inhibitions dropped. And I made a complete arse of myself. I'm completely embarrassed, though everyone says it was really entertaining. Really entertaining seeing me get my kit off while dressed as Mozart? Whatever goes for them. I called George the next morning, hungover, and apologized for giving him an improptu lap dance. I also apologized to Jerry for acting stupid, and she told me it was perfectly fine and had no problem with it. "Oh, I've seen you at your worst honey, and this was nowhere near that." Whew. Did I mention Pete Fucking Townshend showed up as Austin Fucking Powers? Wow. That's all I have to say.
So yes, Beatrice McCartney is here while Paul is out on tour and Heather follows him around. How could they not bring her? I know back in the 70's we had that "no wives, no girlfriends, no kiddies" rule, but I thought Paul never followed that. Nowadays, we don't do the groupie thing (well, Ronnie still does on occasion) so we let our families come and hang around if we're doing tours. Heather's just a wet blanket, ruining everything. Maybe if Paul does some shows in the UK we can take Beatrice. We're playing her Beatles music nonstop now!
Anyway, it's rather chilly so I'm going to go to bed and watch some telly with Mags. Ta!
current mood:  cold
current music: The telly
|
|
(comment on this)
|
| Thursday, October 27th, 2005
| |
7:40 pm
|
Hey, Mr. Reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
Hey, Mr. Reporter,
I'll believe all that you put down.
I'll believe the sun is going up,
Even though it's going down.
Hey, Mr. Reporter,
Don't you twist my words around.
I'll kill you, I won't let you,
Distort my simple sound.
Hey, Mr. Reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
Hey, Mr. Reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
Did your daddy stop you playing
With your friends when you were young?
And is that why you run down
All the young folks have their fun.
The reason I am stupid,
Is because I read you every day.
You misquote all of the true things
Because they rub you the wrong way.
Hey, Mr. Reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
-The Kinks
Well, it's happened. That photographer I threw the rock at? He's fucking suing me! Saying I broke his camera and wants damages for the destruction I committed! What in the fuck? Ok now this is really stupid. He pursues me all week, taking pictures while I'm trying to live my life, I fight back and get sued? I'm Greg Finchley, I don't need this shit! What gives him the right to sue ME when he's hounding me all over the place like I'm a dog who's gotten out of the pound? Ugh, between this and the stupid rain, I am not a happy camper.
Now to lighten the mood, I babysat Macca's daughter Beatrice yesterday. What a character she is! I gave her some of the cookies Mags made. Yes, I KNOW there's eggs in there and she's vegan, but she didn't care! She wants a blog now too, so she'll probably be getting one within the next day or so! Wawit until you see her, she's hilarious!
Only thing I'm looking forward to since this lawsuit came up is Jerry's costume ball on saturday evening. I'm going as Mozart and Mags is going as...Mozart's wife. What was her name again? Anna? Or was that Bach's... Davy and Jade are going too!
current mood:  aggravated
current music: I Am Your Only One - The Majority
|
|
(16 comments | comment on this)
|
| Tuesday, October 25th, 2005
| |
9:51 pm
|
Holy shit, I've really been lax on entries, haven't I? Well, I have been rather busy over the past few days.
Davy and Jade are still here, they're doing great. I think her pregnancy has really cast a light mood over everything, she's so happy. Davy wants to raise the kids in both America and England, which I think is nice. Give them an idea of both sides of the Atlantic! Jade and Mags have been knitting nonstop the past few days. Davy's sisters showed up for tea and dinner a few days ago. Had a lovely time remebering stories of Davy when he was younger, and Mum chimed in about me. Won't tell you everything she said, but apparently, when she was expecting me, everyone was convinced I was going to be a girl, so she received all these little girly gowns and dresses. She thought they were so nice, I got dressed up in them quite a lot. Ugh. Well, at least I was still a baby when that happened and not like 5 years old.
This weekend was The Majority's shows at The Priory! Thank you to everyone who showed up, it was great seeing so much fans! Davy and Jade came too, Pete and Rachel, John, Jerry (well, she came on Saturday after her matinee performance...she's starring in High Society in the West End now), I saw Ray there too. I think we did great; if you went, what did you think? I'll let you all in on something...there's going to be another weekend stint come late December/early January, but we don't know where yet. We are doing RAH in February though!
Pete wants me to make a little stop tomorrow evening/Thursday morning on Rachel's show The Attic so we can sing/play something together. It's at midnight and I have to wear pajamas. I wonder if I can get away with wearing my dressing gown over my clothes...
Yeah, go ahead and laugh at this music choice. I happen to think this song is cute! Don't know The Cowsills? They did the song from Hair...you know "HAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIR, grow it, looooooong as I can grow it my hair..."
current mood: good
current music: The Rain, The Park, and Other Things - The Cowsills
|
|
(1 comment | comment on this)
|
| Thursday, October 20th, 2005
| |
10:36 pm
|
I'm awfully concerned about Davy. Mags and I got really hot and heavy last night (as tired as I was, I really surprised myself heh) and he wasn't there in the morning, asking me for details. He wasn't even waiting with bated breath at the door to hear us. I'm awfully surprised. I hope he's alright. I know he's a lot more sensitive now, but wow. I have a feeling that Mags and I could be shagging in his bed while he's trying to sleep and he won't even glance at us. Is this the new Davy Jones?
Rachel invited me to her In The Attic show for next week. It'll be at midnight, and I have to show up in my pajamas. Hope I can get by with just my dressing gown on, I've never gone out in public in my pajamas before!
current mood:  curious
current music: Communication - Pete Townshend
|
|
(6 comments | comment on this)
|
|
|
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
greg_finchley's journal