The weekend starts today. Down in Somerset for a few days, where I'll get to drink warm cider out of motor oil cannisters and eat loads of cheese. Friday will involve cider and basking in the sunshine. Have a wander round Bristol on Saturday. Going to Pitcher&Piano for a mo'fucking Ploughmans platter for lunch and more cider. Back to the hotel in time for Match of the Day and some cider. I have to go to a wedding on Sunday which is going to be wack, because I hate weddings and I don't like the girl who is getting married one bit, but at least I get a tip top meal, and probably a boatload of cider. Hopefully enough cider to get rowdy and start a fight. Monday I'm going to some Bank Holiday punk rock all dayer spread across 4 venues somewhere in Brizzle, all of which sell great cider. The Flatliners, Wilhelm Scream, Polar Bear Club, GOOBER PATROL! Attack Vipers, The Computers, The Arteries plus about 1,000 more bands. I'm going to get rowdy, upping the punx with fucktonne of cider. Then some other stuff I don't care about before returning home where the cider is shit and fizzy.