First time blogger:
So after a nice two week break from Uni; playing a couple of gigs, seeing friends, partner and daughter, celebrating a few birthdays, catching criminals and DJing a pretty cool party I returned to High Wycombe (N/W London) Late sunday night after eating more chineese food than snorlax could manage. My journey was an average one, almost hit a couple of badgers and a cat, and who is Debri, and what is she doing on the M25, and ultimately why do the majority of signs along the motorway want to warn me that Debri's on the road?
So it was a regular spring evening, I climbed my ladder and hibernated to my loft to watch the original series of poke'mon and fall into a slumber.
When I awoke, i stuck on my coat etc and headed out to start my week long course in digital marketing. As I powerwalked my way past houses I got a wiff of freshly mowed lawn, and the air didnt feel like it did the day before, not just the temperature, but the general feel of the air was uplifting. Officially summer is said to start mid-may in the UK, I disagree; summer started on monday 20th April.
Summer to me means a few things-
festivals
cold strongbow
skateboarding
fishing
swimming (sea and river)
long distance driving
late nights outdoors
barbeque
What does summer mean to you?
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Reference List:
My band:
www.myspace.com/mysocalledlife
Pokemon:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yfJeCa6MhGQ
Summer statistics:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Summer
