the boy is at Leeds Festival this weekend.
he will see Muse tonight (his favourite band). or The Hunna, a new fave. or both. i dunno.
he and his friends went and saw the Pigeon Detectives last night on my recommendation.
he loved em. says he was in the mosh pit.
i WAS tempted to tell him who to see today, but HE needs to decide, not me.
i am missing him like mad, worried that he is ok, jealous that he is there with his mates and not me, and not looking forward to being at Oakwell without him tomorrow. sounds daft, but feels like i am losing him. spent so long on nights and missed so much that the time we HAVE spent doing stuff, especially these last 16 months, seems to have been so shor and gone by so fast.
that is my fault, not his, and i know that i could have also probably made a bit more effort, but thats too late now.
it’s little things like coming home this monday and NOT watching Game Of Thronesat half four, before his mum gets in and disturbs us, because his girlfriend was here. don’t get me wrong, she is wonderful and i am glad he has her and that happiness in his life, but we’ve ALWAYS done it!
anyhoo, i can’t wait to see him monday and hear all his tales from the weekend. maybe over a drink.






it is with a heavy heart and bitter-sweet emotions i have to announce that, as from 7am saturday 2nd april i will no longer be employed at what i have always refered to as “the paid job”.
i’ve never NOT said i work for tesco, just never made a big deal of it. i am not ashamed of working for them. i won’t deny that some of the decisions of the company are at odds with my politics, but i much prefer to keep work and home/social/political life totally exclusive. now i am nothing near daft enough to think that such issues that cause upset are decided at store level. so as such, morally i have no issue working for them. that and the fact that i have for nigh on TWENTY EIGHT YEARS, since i was a nipper.
anyway, back to the point.
as you may have seen recently in the news, around 75 or so stores are to cease 24 hour trading. unfortunately ours is on that list. as such, my job role is no more. i have been offered other position in our store and at other stores, but sadly no full time positions are available at this time. (like most retailers these days it seems full time jobs don’t exist).
another option was redundancy.
now with 28 years behind me as well as my age you can imagine the package offered was very decent. for all the constant slagging off the company gets, in the main, they DO know how to treat staff. they looked after me fourteen years ago when i had my accident and was off for 12 months.
myself and The Enemy have spent the last few weeks talking it all through (talking about bugger all else to be fair) and we decided that redundancy was the way to go. and so it is. i have six weeks left. then for the first time since leaving school i will be jobless.
i have plans. i won’t become a man of leisure just yet. but i AM having a good few weeks off. going to spend the quality time with The Enemy and Boy that i have missed by being on nights for the last 10 years, and get used to daylight again. also crack on with the handful of poems i have started and stalled on. maybe even finally learn to play my melodica (and if allowed, buy a trombone and learn that)
so there you have it. it’s official now and i wanted you all to know. if i have seemed distant and not entirely fun in the last month, this may go some way to explaining it. i apologise to anyone who may feel i have been ignoring them, i swear i meant nothing personal by it. also apologise for the lack of radio shows. that too shall be addressed very soon.
anyone who needs a loyal, trustworthy, fun employee from may onwards, speak up. i’ll be available.
for now though, i’ll end by saying thank you to tesco for employing me for almost three decades, the many friends that i have made along the way and the decent customers who managed to NOT insult or threaten me.


now my bearded dragon, Stumpy, is six months old on sunday, and he is a lively bugger. for an animal known to spend the greater part of a day basking, he does some running about. Pogona Parkour!
and he eats Locust. loves them. nowt pleases him more than to put the tub in, take the lid off and let him chase them round his viv, chomping away. they’re about 1″-2″ long, colourful and quite cute


Stumpy and a hopper.

the boy’s, Spike, is 11 weeks older, considerably bigger (they grow at different rates) and also eats locust. only HIS are adult ones. about 2″-4″ long. big, brown, and with wings. and they crunch when he has them.


Spike’spawn of satan

Spike is a lazy sod. won’t run about. never has. but i thought, if he has summat to run after…..
so i put a full tub of 6 adult hoppers in his viv, took the lid off, quickly shut the door and watched. yeah…. watched.
i watched ALL SIX jump.straight into the bushes. Spike just sat there.
now as i said, Stumpy sized bugs i can scoop up with my hands no worries. but not Spike’s. lord no! so there i was, shifting bits of greenery like a fat David Bellamy, jumping like a schoolgirl when one hopped and screeching if one landed on me. trying to grab them one at a time and dangle them in front of the lazy git.
i finally managed it, put all the viv decorations back and sat back relieved.
i’m sorry Stumpy, but you’re sticking with the smaller ones. at least you like to chase em.




i have decided to start to blog again. not sure why, just a feeling. may be that it will be cathartic to do so. i figured if i need to vent, better here instead of at home.

so much has happened since, some good, some bad. i’ll let you in on a few of the good things. the bad ones can stay away.

the dj-ing lark has gone beyond my wildest dreams. do the radio still, trying to get back into doing a weekly wednesday morning show. i have done a few, it’s ok when i am sat there, it’s just the getting to the sitting there part. i am the same when it comes to doing owt around the house. takes me forever to start, but when i do i can’t stop.

the live dj-ing is another thing altogether. last time i was here i was about to play at the first Santa Pod “Back With Mods” Scooter & Ska Rally. it could not have gone better. the selecter, bad manners, small fakers, and many more played to a big crowd.


my sets went down well too, to the extent that i was asked to play this years, and i am already booked for NEXT YEAR too.

but back to this year….


once again i have the honour of being on the main stage for the whole of friday afternoon, and then between the bands on the saturday afternoon.


also, this year i am going down on two wheels. NEW two wheels. i still have Emily the PX but she now has a sister.

meet Pauline the AJS MODENA



not only am i riding her there, but she is going into the custom show too!

the enemy and the boy will be there too. they really enjoyed it last year. look! smiles all round!


the enemy wearing my parka!

what else?

oh yes, i was guest dj at the sheffield quadrophenia night, i have done more Rock & Roll Lounge gigs (every time i play it as one of the RARL djs) played my hometown, been support dj for a gig where Substitute and The Small Fakers were playing.


was asked to dj at the north london leg of march of the mods


and as such Rock & Roll Lounge are now hosting the Sheffield leg in 2015.


me and the boy have had season tickets fro the super reds down at oakwell. loved every single minute of having him at the side of me. taught him some new words pmsl, and we’ve been toa few local away matches also. highlight for me had to be after our (extremely unfair) loss to the our nearest rivals down the road he mturned to me, tears in his eyes and said 2you know what dad, forget man utd, it’s barnsley all the way for me now”. so proud. we looked a bit happier earlier in the day.


but no, it’s been an absolute joy to go to the games with him. and despite the fact that, as i write this, it looks like we will be relegated in two weeks, he has already affirmed his wish to renew his season ticket. top lad.

i channelled my inner Phill Jupitus too this year


uncanny huh?

i co-wrote a song! oh yes, that is true. an off the cuff remark to a local legend and musician Scott Doonican had me penning lyrics and next thing there it was! a song dedicated to the rather special toilets behind the old west stand at oakwell (also the name of the new fanzine for BFC)


take a look HERE and maybe download the single. it’s all for charity….

also helped fund a Bar Steward Sons Of Val Doonican lp, which in turn got my name on it!


bought some records…. LOTS of records. i’m a self confessed vinyl junkie


there was one more thing…. now what was it?

oh aye, got a text from a certain Mr A. Lewis and asked if i’d like to go backstage at Paul Weller’s Manchester Apollo gig and finally meet him and have a drink (Andy, not PW).

well i aint going to turn that down, especially as we have chatted for the last few years yet never actually met face to face.

so we finally did. (forgive the pic, it was taken on a dodgy phone by the enemy)


a true gentleman, and a pleasure to get to chat and share a bottle of red.

so yeah. thats about it. pretty much up to date.

been a long un today. the rest probably won’t be. but i promise i shall try to write more.



for now,




i have a week off. it is half term and i have a week off with The Boy.
we intend to have a fifa 13 tournament. once he cleans his room.
it took him over an hour to get dressed today, so i am guessing we’ll be kicking off around 5pm.
The Enemy has thursday and friday off.
on friday we’re off to see my mate. not seen her since her birthday last year.
The enemy has never met her, so it will be good to get them together. we helped each other through some pretty shitty times last year. been too long.


in other news, i have a kindle fire hd. in fact i am writing this post on it. pretty cool huh?
that’s all for now. talk soon.