I'm trying to get a Clod book together, gee things along with a new Clod Mag edition, record Bollywood with special guest in The Knockouts, grow bean sprouts, deny I'm a hippy in boating shoes, assemble a Hightown/Flitwick/W London supergroup and not get sucked in by DIY; even though its apparent decline in popularity has given it the appearance of something which was more worth looking into than it was not so long ago. This is what it is. More people will be interested in that so-called Bird Flu rubbish, the Malcolm Glaziers and lots of other rubbish. Dear oh dear. The antidote IS the new Knockouts single, on vinyl or cd. No freebies; go fetch from www.topplers.net.

Thre's stuff on the link page. People aren't touching me with a bargepole at the moment, weither because I'm way out there man, or not advertising myself or sending stuff out. That's changing NOW. I'm putting chapters of my new 'novel' up over the next few weeks, starting with week one, chapter one and going from there, a chapater at a time. Some of you will have read 'Bus Station Carnival'. This new one, 'Heron in a Field of Cows', as the name suggests, is less confusing, but covers much of the same ground. I'm not as fond of it, and far more interested in the new thing I'm planning.

Pub news - None. Thankfully, there is no news or significant change in the pub to report. A close affiliate from Clod Magazine has had the misfortune of attracting over drunk weirdos, although as they are from IT, they are harmless enough.