A glorious blue sky and blue pants day.

I'll take a picture of that - sky, natch.

The morning swim was more technical than recreational.

Ever since my male admirer made a comment about my total immersion style, I have been striving to improve it.

West Ham Wanker was having none of it in the changing rooms. He was still banging on about how he is falling out of love with the beautiful game.

I tried to sell him the idea of the pink 'n' blue boys at Dulwich. I might have blown it when I referenced Peter Crouch and Alan Pardew.

The cycle back along the trail had another halluciogenic moment. I mistook a floating log for the Colne seal.

It's not been a good bicycling week for me.

The first full watering of the garden followed. The tulips from the estuary wilds are starting to bud. This excites me.

Work shifts then ate up most of the morning and afternoon.

Elsewhere and we're sitting on something pretty big at Brixton Buzz. We could tell the story now, but we need the... co-operation of others to add authenticity.

This moved a step closer early evening on Tuesday.

Timing is everything, Comrades.

TEST MATCH CRICKET completed Tuesday.

Last built: Sun, Jan 31, 2016 at 3:08 AM

By Jason A.Cobb, Tuesday, April 14, 2015 at 2:42 PM. We don't need no stinkin rock stars.