Life on the bench: in my dressing gown

[RichardCranium]

I'm back in serious gig-chasing mode now.

The mind is focussed, brought about by having just transferred the last of the war chest into my current account.

[FiveTimes]

I'm back in serious gig-chasing mode now.

The mind is focussed, brought about by having just transferred the last of the war chest into my current account.

Keep the faith my friend, keep the faith.

[ctdctd]

Keep the faith my friend, keep the faith.

Nooooooooo, it's in my head now and it won't go away.

Keep the faith, keep the faith, boy you've got to keep the faith....

[SallyAnne]

I'm back in serious gig-chasing mode now.

The mind is focussed, brought about by having just transferred the last of the war chest into my current account.

Oh god!!!

What are you going to do when that runs out???

[RichardCranium]

Oh god!!!

What are you going to do when that runs out???

Shit blue lights.

[FiveTimes]

Nooooooooo, it's in my head now and it won't go away.

Keep the faith, keep the faith, boy you've got to keep the faith....

[Churchill]

I'm back in serious gig-chasing mode now.

The mind is focussed, brought about by having just transferred the last of the war chest into my current account.

Good luck RC!

Something will turn up.

[HairyArsedBloke]

Nooooooooo, it's in my head now and it won't go away.

Keep the faith, keep the faith, boy you've got to keep the faith....

Me too. Spotify


Edit: I've found a cure for anyone who has that tune in their head: Spotify. Note: only to be used in an emergency if all else fails. Use at other times can seriously damage your sanity.

[RichardCranium]

Chase the elephant

I had a weird dream last night. I was wandering across Salisbury plain, spear in hand, following an elephant. As I approached it, it got further away. It was a long, long way from its herd and tired. I was a bit tired too but I had a animal skin manbag with sandwiches in and was nibbling from time to time. But I never let the elephant stop long enough for it to eat.

Suddenly, then I was running at a herd of deer. They just parted before me. I was trying to chase them off a cliff but they weren't having it. I eventually realised I would need a tribe of people to help me, but there is no tribe, there's just me. Trying to chase all these deer at once, on my own, was futile.

Then I was following the elephant again. It was quite tired now.

I saw a bunny not far off, so I went in chase. I didn't catch it and when I went back to the elephant, the damn thing had been stuffing its face on a tree and it was all pleased with itself. That meant it would be harder to wear it down.

So I carried on following the elephant and not letting it stop to eat, although I was getting quite tired.

I then saw some other critter to chase, started following it, then remembered the elephant. I got back to it just in time to stop it feeding its face again. And off we went again, me following the elephant with my spear, nibbling on my sandwiches, waiting for it to stop in exhaustion.

I knew that when it did, the real battle would start. The one that meant life or death for one or both of us. But that was the path I had chosen and I would stick to it. No more running after bunny rabbits.

[Churchill]

I had a weird dream last night. I was wandering across Salisbury plain, spear in hand, following an elephant. As I approached it, it got further away. It was a long, long way from its herd and tired. I was a bit tired too but I had a animal skin manbag with sandwiches in and was nibbling from time to time. But I never let the elephant stop long enough for it to eat.

Suddenly, then I was running at a herd of deer. They just parted before me. I was trying to chase them off a cliff but they weren't having it. I eventually realised I would need a tribe of people to help me, but there is no tribe, there's just me. Trying to chase all these deer at once, on my own, was futile.

Then I was following the elephant again. It was quite tired now.

I saw a bunny not far off, so I went in chase. I didn't catch it and when I went back to the elephant, the damn thing had been stuffing its face on a tree and it was all pleased with itself. That meant it would be harder to wear it down.

So I carried on following the elephant and not letting it stop to eat, although I was getting quite tired.

I then saw some other critter to chase, started following it, then remembered the elephant. I got back to it just in time to stop it feeding its face again. And off we went again, me following the elephant with my spear, nibbling on my sandwiches, waiting for it to stop in exhaustion.

I knew that when it did, the real battle would start. The one that meant life or death for one or both of us. But that was the path I had chosen and I would stick to it. No more running after bunny rabbits.

Sounds a lot like my current series of interviews.