A few nights ago I had a dream that all my teeth fell out and I woke up pawing sadly at my mouth wondering how the hell i’d find a dentist to correct the situation which wouldn’t involve me selling a lung or something. They say dreaming about teeth falling out signifies money worries, and when I woke up with a handful of teeth that was what was going through my head as they fell out of my head.

We had a clear night in the UK tonight, a night where its possible to see all 7 planets or 7 planets, I think there might be 8, and much as I tried as I lay in the slowly deflating yet warm and clean dirty sex pond I could make out maybe 2, Jupiter and Mars, the easy ones, all the others I’ll just have to take everyones word for it. Theres a wonderful restfulness about sitting in a hot tub as it slowly edges toward tepid, the inflatable back softening behind me, the sky as black as pitch, no noise and expecting some flying flatware zip between the stars (I had to look up flat ware, I assumed it was a IT thing, turns out the Americans literally call plates and saucers that, crockery would usually do it).

I seem to be getting more involved in the News, expecting the worst from our lunatic across the pond, seeing him do one thing on the telly and reporting the complete opposite on his cultish social media platform, be it Twitter or Truth social, I’m not looking but it crops up. The weather was superb today, Spring is getting into gear, it feels like, I for one can’t wait. Work is a drag, and we’ve got a trip to Krakow in a couple of weeks, to take my mind off things, booked a Michelin flatware restaurant and a joyful trip to Auchwitz followed by the masterpiece which is the Salt mines deep below the city streets, I’ll bring a camera, you’ll see photos.