Morgan is putting together a band. The lineup is: Morgan on bass. Barry on drums. Me on crooning and analogue synths. The concept is: Morgan writes a lot of dodgy songs and we play them in a very dodgy and extremely loud prog-rock kinda way. My job is basically to snarl out whatever is written on the lyric sheet, make wacky synth noises for five minutes, roll around on the floor for a bit, then repeat. All feeling and no theory. I want to call it the Mega Masturbation Experience, but I don’t think the guys will like that.

After rehearsal we went to Kat’s place and had a Supercool Board Game Night. Eleanor F. Chaos and I KICKED ARSE at Pictionary, which is the best game on the planet and truly divides the men from the boys. I think I have a bit of a crush on Eleanor, and if you’ve ever met her you’ll know just what I’m on about. Sex appeal, but in a fun way. Anyhow, Kat and Pabs won at Cluedo (Revered Green in the Billiard Room with the dagger) and Eleanor won the Mad Magazine Game (like Monopoly but the idea is to lose all your money as fast as possible). Then we all had a cup of tea and Kat told me about how she’s going on a three month ethnobotanical sailing trip to, er, Singapore or something. On a junk. ‘Twas a fine evening.