Day 74

March 14th, Wednesday - Yes, this is me reading. A book. I do read, oh yes, actual words. With no pictures or anything! I've been blitzing through A Game of Thrones, the first book in the 'A Song of Ice and Fire' series by George R. R. Martin - mostly because I loved the first series of the recent HBO adaptation and in anticipation of the new series about to air soon. Blitzing for me, that is. I still read relatively slowly. To put in perspective, last year, I potentially read 100 pages of an actual novel (I read scripts for work, and graphic novels, and you know, written print of some form....) - This is my second book this year and I'm already 500 pages into it. That's 5 years of reading right there. I know what you're thinking; I'm like some kind of futuristic reading machine, sent back to the past to consume books and preserve knowledge for future generations. That was what you were thinking, right??? RIGHT?????!

Poy #13 and 14

You've all missed him, I know... So lets double up some Poy madness!

"I wish I were a Golden Peach". Words we can all live by, I think you'll agree....

Day 73

March 13th, Tuesday - Finally! You knew it was only so long before I jumped on the bandwagon, so here you go - 3D!! My blog in 3D*! Not two, but three whole damn dimensions!! It's the future! It'll stop war and cure cancer!! or so I'm led to believe....

If you know me, you know I hate 3D. I work in the film industry and I hate 3D. Its a fad and it WILL die out. I'm not an idiot, I can watch a 2D film and still understand perspective, I dont need to spend an extra £2 to wear glasses OVER my glasses to see a slight shift in perspective planes. I just don't. I have yet to really see a film where the 3D brings enough extra to a movie to justify its inclusion. Just stop now. Stop.

So yeah, today we saw John Carter. In 3D. Its only ok. And the 3D? It does nothing... but then, you already knew that....

*3D Blog requires glasses, which can be bought from me, for £2.40....

Day 72

March 12th, Monday - People are crazy in London. No, I mean it, People are actually CRAZY in London.

After two random encounters during the weekend pub crawl with a couple of flat-out crazies, we come across another one, happily singing in the middle of Piccadilly. Now there's nothing crazy about public singing, though right? There is when you only sing 4 lines, over and over. To random, scared looking people in the street. I mean standing over them and singing at them, while they run away. Possibly drunk...

"Hey, How are ya doing?

Sorry I can't get through.

Leave your name and number

And I'll get back to you."

This is not a song. But maybe it is a sign.... Three crazies in three days... It can only mean one thing...

The End of the World is Nigh. Get ready people...

Day 71

March 11th, Sunday - There aren't many things better than a sunday kickabout down the park with your mates. Except maybe a sunday kickabout down the park with Swain.

After a lie in post drinking, the sun was shining so football was in order. Swain doesn't play football very often and its not that he's that bad, but just that he is pure hilarity whilst playing. The attire was an interesting choice, his mazy runs outskilled only himself, he cushioned a cross loudly with his genitals, but my absolute favourite?? As the ball comes over to him, he chests down the ball by fronting up to it 'Newport' style, with an "Oh, DICKHEAD!" before shooting wide of goal. You may have had to be there, but I was literally in tears on the floor....

Day 70

March 10th, Saturday - Today was meant to be a Pub Crawl, from our house in NW london, to central. Note to self (well, to all actually) - Pub Crawls can not be done with this many sleepy hungover people. DO NOT get everyone down the local the night before a Pub Crawl, as it will get messy and that 11am Pub Crawl start will become 1pm if lucky. With a late all day breakfast. And coffee, rather than a pint (unless you're Phil). I guess we are getting old now....

But good on everyone for soldiering on and trying your best! (well done to Abi, about 8 months pregnant and still getting from pub to pub, though no Alcohol, dont worry!) They put up with at least 2 crazy London racists (Please don't talk to them Phil...), a bus journey from hell, a sleepy club attempt and some pricey booze. I salute you all. Huzzah!

Day 69

March 9th, Friday - So many of you may have wondered what happened to my blog... (or not, it is just a small doodle blog after all... but yes, WHY AREN'T YOU WONDERING?? and emailing me with concern??!) As my last blog was me crying in a corner, dont worry I haven't been there since.

But I have now officially turned 30, and its all gone downhill! Actually, I thought it wouldn't bother me so much, but there is something about hitting those milestones that is a bit depressing and to be honest I hit a bit of a wall. Feeling a bit clearer at the mo, so here we go, some new blogs - which are in fact month old blogs. Mega apologies to those who actually liked reading them and those of you who are more saddened by the absence of Poy from your lives!

So yes, 'today' I turned 30. I'm now a grown-up. With lots of my grown-up friends coming to visit me for the weekend. So what does a proper grown-up get for his birthday you may ask?? Well, among others gifts, I received; A blow up dinosaur space hopper (with inflatable club), my own personal Jay Muppet (kindly created by my uber-talented friend Elwick!), Archery Lessons (As I'm a geek and have always wanted to try to be an Archer....), an Emily Strange pencil case (Why Matt, Why?! "Cos you're Emo and Arty and shit innit") and two cakes. And books and Blurays, naturally. Swish.

Yes. I am actually 30. Who'd have guessed. But to cap being an actual grown-up, my wonderful girlfriend Vicki bought me a lovely shiny (well, matt black) new Fossil watch. Well, I am a grown-up now. Maybe I should start looking presentable....

*Thankyou to all my friends for coming to visit on my Birthday and for their generous gifts and drink-buying! For those who couldnt make it, I dont blame you - your wallet is probably much better off!*