You may think me some format of art snob, only liking the finer things in life, fine wines, fast cars, big house, art on the wall, legions of oily ladies at my command…well you’d be quite right. (ho ho ho how I joke on only coffee:1)

I miss pop, really crap pop, with no other purpose than to entertain, its not trying to be taken serious, there is no super super deep meaning..it’s just to entertain and make you happy, and have a laugh. JUST music, they arent claiming to be gods… I’ve slipped once more into a rant so I’ll stop.

Some recent good un’s:

Makes me think of roasting summers, sweatiness, a lovely warm coffee, blazing sun, coconut sun tan lotion….POWER TO THE GEEK

Next tonight Matthew, gosh this takes me back to my university days, this lass totally disappeared after this, buts its lovely, makes me remember my first experiences of coffee and the resulting tower that was constructed out of the used polystyrene cups..

This be an all time piece of yummyness:

Another one from university days, whilst most where out doing what students do with beer, girls and R&B, I was queuing in HMV, drinking too much coffee and buying Allstars singles (to the horror of Uncle Phil who became rather traumatized being a fan of ‘good music’)…(Uncle Phil was not my uncle, he disappeared shortly after the purchase of this single, ive not heard from him for many a year)

And to round of this ramble, what poppy collection would be complete without Miss Moore…who unfortunately has disappeared from the racks at HMV despite my efforts of taking her CD’s and placing them ontop of her rivals:

I may return with another ramble on a similar subject soon Safe sailing voyagers!