Forty seven

For the last week I’ve been doing runs for Royal Mail from Bournemouth up to Atherstone (near Leicester) and back. Its easy money and simple and a…Well, a break from the pressure and excitement of touring, although I’m eager to get back to the music side of things, but for now, I can let my wounds heal and my diseases disappear.

I return to Thailand in 40ish days, but this time for the right reasons; travel and adventure. Again I’m going with no clear plans, but I have more friends there now, and more of the country to explore. And once Thailand is over, I’m off to Africa. My blogs at the start of 2024 should be wild. In fact, I’ve held one back for the first week of ’24. It’s insane, and pretty funny, so watch out for that.

Otherwise I’ve been hitting a gym here in Poole all week, and it’s got decent views, even if the equipment is a little dated. I maintain my claim of having been to more gyms in more cities and countries in the last 2 years than anyone else in the world, and shall do so until proven otherwise.

I’m 47 and staying in good shape, even if my kmob did look like a white Lion Bar for a while.