Today's entry has a silly aspect but is nonetheless an accurate portrayal of events. Chronologically out of kilter, this should have come before the blog on Gothenburg...but hey ho. July '09 I don't know what happens in the other trucks - well, Namibian, of course, will be uttering banalities nineteen to the dozen to his double-driver - but, on our drive up to Sweden from Calais on the U2 tour, Wrecker Jon suggests I have a “duvet day”. Hopelessly out of touch, I don't realise that one can do this in bed alone - 'what, without a pretty girl?' - thus negating the point a bit, no? Well, I'll try anything once - except incest and morris dancing, obviously. 'Right, I'm going to be idle, Jon,' I purr, and I do my utmost to remain immobile,
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