Downing tools for a bit

I know, I don't take much persuading. Mr Sequentix and Mr Oakley Modular are coming to visit, put the world to rights and eat curry. So I worked hard(ish) to get a review in - fortunately something I liked so could just sit and write fairly quickly - and now I've tidied the studio so it's presentable.

With the Binar gig coming up, I've brought in the KS4 in place of the CS30 to work on a few sequences. Sometimes think I should sell the CS30 as it is so large for a monosynth. Actually I may not work on the gig but it's ready anyway, the P3 driving it and the A4. Alas Colin doesn't have any spare euro CVIO but I guess I could've given him more than a day's notice. Will be able to discuss Cirklon development properly now he's getting them made. At last! :)

Still totally loving the Microgranny 2 - added yet more samples, more ethnic stuff, synth noises, big boomer percussion and more. Of course I forgot my naming standard so some are going to be hard to find. I see there's a euro version of it too - although limited to just 35 samples which might just be too few. The thing I like most is the multitude, variety and great length of them.

I replaced the old pond liner, we can now sit and look at the refurbished pond while having breakfast - or will once I move a few plants. Other than that, the garden's going wild (again). Ah well.

Continuing to work through 'From Beer' and have arrived at the really sticky part. I think I'm just going to delete all the nonsense chapters right up until the finale scenes. At least the parts I have done work now and the one character that was bugging me now has personality. Man, how did I ever think it was finished though? After this is finally done I'm going to write an uncomplicated sword and sorcery novel, I promise. No more cynical, apathetic lead characters ambling through, no more unattainable super-babes, no more National Lampoon juvenile humour...

Thought I had some new pix but guess they're still in the phone.

Oh yes, I'm voting to remain in the clutches of the slightly less nasty half of the tory party in perpetuity. Some choice. It's like choosing between the school bully and the school prefect when you know both are utter tossers with anything but your best interests at heart. How fucking depressing.