Yes, thats right boy’s and girl’s, I’m a rising media star now that I’ve had a minor media spot on Channel 10 via being an idiot and waiting for 4.5hrs with Paul to get into Ikea. I swear the 5AA guy who did a radio interview took my heavily sarcasm laced comments seriously.

Don’t go to England. That’s good advice, write that down. The weather sucks, it’s crowded and everything is so bloody expensive….

More tales from the fatloaf.com European tour by the ever-so-lovely Grum.

By all I mean me and by hopes and dreams I mean flat pack furniture. Does anyone else think its strange that I’m taking the day off just to go to Ikea when it opens? I certainly don’t, I know Paul and Kylie don’t either, they’ll be joining me in the early morning line up. Should be lots of fun talking with other people about the joys of Swedish flat pack furniture.

Oh lardy-da! I’m sick of drinking from a cup with a saucer. What the bloody hell is wrong with a mug? We visited some of my rellies recently (Mum’s aunt and uncle to be precise) and they are very proper. They’re lovely people – Gabby-jay and Boy back me up here, Jill and John, great people – but they’re also 70. It was very quiet in their place and I couldn’t wait to get back to the Rogers’ household where there is noise.

Greetings all from merry old England. It’s so bloody cold here I have had to put on pants. Hard to believe I know. It’s bloody great to see young Michael again. His parents are lovely people and his cat, Bob, is a loon. He just shat behind the teev and cleared the room. Really stinky stuff!

Mind you, there always is if I leave posting for a bit longer than usual. This certainly isn’t any different. Well it might be depending on how well my hunger is managed while I type this. It is almost lunch time.

Many of you would be aware that I fly out to Hong Kong and the UK this Wednesday. Some members of the fatloaf family have presented me with gifts to be used while I am away….