Category Archives: diary

Friday night in the Clown & Bard was cool – an old American guy with 21 mouth organs turned up and held an impromptu gig there and then. There seems to be a real scene going on there now – … Continue reading →

An actual office lesson draws my laughable ‘working’ week to a close. Now a loose end… I think I’ll start going to some beer gardens for the next few days. Hmm. The guy two computers away is looking up naked … Continue reading →

With an hour to spare, I have finished my sitcom treatment. Now home for food. And a lie-down. I should have been working on it last night, but received a text message from Bob informing me that there was a … Continue reading →

Trying hard to work on a sitcom treatment that will probably never get made. Ah well. Back to work tomorrow.

Friday night was as per usual. Went to the Akropolis club and sat around being boring. Later on somebody got punched in the face for breaking an ashtray. I was too tired to be out, after doing little or no … Continue reading →

So I went out to the Clown and Bard again for a few bevvies before bed and had the usual conversation about, yeah, like wow, is that, like, a mobile phone or a brick? What jolly backpackers often fail to … Continue reading →

Spent a day writing today. That means cooking food, eating it, going for a walk, listening to the radio, listening to CDs, staring blankly at a notepad. A bit is done, but I am well behind. Then I was going … Continue reading →

Hung out with Hamish for a change last night, my first free weeknight in a while. He had extensive stories of goings on around Zizkov, most of which were pretty unpleasant. For example: on Saturday Becker was chatting to some … Continue reading →