The dirty lowdown

Colindale, London, England // 5.18 pm // Partly cloudy 16ºc / 61ºf

Very quick post before I head off to the radio station to do tonight's Grooveline.

Glad to say the bluebottles have disappeared. Sadly, that probably means there's not very much left of the poor dead bird that remains in my loft. In a way though I hope the bird carcass with disuade any other birds to make their home above my kitchen. Personally, I think it's a bloody good warning. The message doesn't seem to have got to the family of birds above the living room, at the front of the flat though. They are still pretty happy. For now.

Had an extremely lazy weekend, which was fantastic. It didn't dawn on me until I was on my way to work at 4.30am on Monday morning that I actually didn't leave the flat once between Friday afternoon and Monday morning.

On Saturday night Elle and I invited our friends Stu and Jenn round for a Eurovision party, which involved several drinking games, which included taking drinks when someone fell to their knees, did an "airgrab", winked at the camera, or did a dodgy faux-English language rap. We also did a sweepstake for the scoring round, and took drinks any time our country got points, culminating in the downing of drinks any time our country got 12 points.

In the end, the UK did amazingly well considering our performance in the last few years. I was most impressed by the Azerbaijan entry though. The song was pretty good, they scored fantasticly and the female singer was absolutely stunning. I still need to Google her. And it's ok, Elle knows. And agrees with me.

On Sunday, Celtic virtually threw away their chance to win the Scottish League this season. Now it's all up to Rangers, they have control. This Sunday, it really can go either way.

Nothing much else to report. Some news from back home... one of the guys who I kinda grew up with - he grew up around the same street as me, and although we were far from friends, we shared some friends and did hang out together sometimes - was found dead in his prison cell at the weekend. He had been jailed for attempted murder. Although he obviously made some bad choices in life, he seemed to be a nice guy at heart. He was a dad to three children, which is the saddest part. And my thoughts are with his family and friends.