My life is a party.

As much as I know you all like my little blogs popping up on your "what I'm following" feed I will try and make sure this isn't quite a daily thing (unless I get any requests/hints/death threats). Anyway today I, like most of the populations less rebellious youth, (did I really just use the word "youth"? Bloody Hell! I'll be needing a bleeding pension next!) decided to drag myself out of bed at some godforsaken hour and where we grab a shower, attempt to shave ourselves with toothpaste, fall asleep in our breakfast and wander out of the door with no pants on...
Those familiar with the Brooklands area in Cheshire will know of a the dreaded "Brooklands Road" which runs for about a mile and a half from Brooklands roundabout to Brooklands station (we're very creative with names in Cheshire). That road has a time space continuum all of its own! You can be walking down there for what seems to you to be about half an hour and you will come out with a bigass beard and Grandkids.
I remember back in summer after my Ipod had been helpfully mugged from me on that same road I decided that walking to school needed spicing up. So I borrowed my Dad's old portable Radio. (My life is a party). The first day I "borrowed" it I couldn't find my headphones so I was walking along Brooklands Road with this portable Radio held out in front of me getting many a strange looks from the drivers in the endless traffic that seems to pile up on there which was probably due to the fact I kept loosing signal, stopping and waving it about a bit and at one point giving it a slap. (Good old British "it'll work if I bloody smack it one" knowhow). Looking back on this I should've probably gone up to one of the cars and pretended it was some sort of scanning device and "examined" their cars with a concerned expression. (As I said before... My life is a party).
After that previous paragraph I've decided that this one will be my first one to actually have a title. Which makes it special.
Yet again I leave you with another one liner. I am a fountain of knowledge.
There are 3 kinds of people: those who can count and those who can't.
Adam. x

On another note. I'm in need of a psychic. You know where to Apply.