although i remain stoical in my love of cricket, i must say that fortune has dealt england a rum hand in the current series. at least vaughn played well this afternoon, which is some solace. i was sat next to a turncoat who has developed F5 related rsi. to add to the sense of gloom on such a sunny day poor old ingmar has copped it. but this post sounds too dour when i am in so fine a humour. i had an above average weekend: freja, cafe, cinnamon bun, hillbilly, rain, rough trade east, tyyabs, bed. i might plug in my record player so i can listen to ys.