Thinking of you you, chin up and all that gubbins. x

Sending love, positive vibes, and this gif of Dave Gahan for some reason. x

Oof. Came across this tonight. No one has ever asked me to do a list of my top ten favourite books, but if I did, this would be in it. "There's a great awful bird in the fridge!"

This sort of thing, I imagine? I hope all goes well, and that your recovery is a blissful combination of morphine and Vimto.

Sunday lunchtime and I’ve already seen The Selecter and had two pints of cider. Living the dream.

Iconic. A stage presence like no other. Rest in peace Douglas McCarthy. Bollocks.

My daughter and me watching the 1985 Top of the Pops special. See if you can spot when Holding Out For A Hero came on.

A collage I made for my number one mucker on the occasion of his 50th. All meaningful but unknowing players in our lives, with a few friends thrown in for good measure. He's framed it and put it on the wall. My art teacher would never have believed it possible. Well KISS MY ARSE MR TAYLOR.

Birthday present from my wife. This is where it all started for me at eight, pretty much the basis for my musical tastes. Synthpop, electro, The Beat, Fun Boy Three, the first rap track I learned all the words to, and naturally some real stinkers. Lost the tapes years ago. And the vinyl is pristine!