Well, anything really. Peter wasn't very complimentary about my last post and Robert has buggered off, so I can really write whatever I like.
1 1 was a racehorse, 2 2 was 1 2. 1 1 1 1 race 1 day and 2 2 1 1 2.
When ewe goes for a walk, it's the sheep leading the sheep.
Funnily enough, Robert still writes a blog. I had a sneak look. Maybe he has a girlfriend who reads it? Maybe Kylie reads it? It still ends with, "Have fun and don't sin." Though, the word 'boys' has gone. Anyway, not my business if I'm not welcome there.
I changed the strings on The Bob yesterday. Quite a hard job and the bridge isn't really sitting how I'd like it to. There are no luthiers in Wellington at the moment - one died, and one is returning to England. So, The Bob will just have to stay how it is until maybe I get Daryl around to help me straighten it.
I wasn't very pleased with my practice yesterday. I left it until a bit later in the day. I'll try to start earlier today. I'll also try to get 15 minutes done on The Gloria. At least there are no bass strings to change today. Peter is probably pleased that there are no strings on the bagpipes.
It is now 6.29am and it is still dark in the Nui. It is rather windy too. I think I went to bed too early last night. Anyway, I've had enough sleep. I'm going to have cornflakes for breakfast very soon. Cornflakes and yoghurt. Peter probably has a special recipe for that. It probably has a fancy name to go with it. Something like 'Tibetan Chemeux' or 'Inverted Cornus'.
I'm really starting to run out of things to write. Maybe it is time to stop.
Ciao.