Jeez!! Now I thought the wind had dissipated over night! I really thought the weather had sorted itself out now! Oh fuck how wrong was I? Getting me leathers together to take them to an alteration shop (no I’m NOT getting fatter) to get a zip put on me bike jeans so I can look good in me summer jacket, I decided to grab a cup of tea before my shed arrives (in less than an hour) As I walked from the car to the beach cafe, my skin became smooth with the sandblasting of the beach! Honestly, the whole beach is drifting north!    

Ive been in many sandstorms around the planet and today at Newbiggin is no exception. Dunes are appearing again(as they did when I was younger) folks faces are red and ruddy (not with the alcohol this time) and German shepherd look like poodles now. The sun shines, the wind blows and the sand shifts!! (Metaphors?) Anyroadup! My shed! It’s about time I got me bike back and locked it away for the winter (and get some shit out me house into a workspace) it was supposed to be the end of the month but a phone all yesterday offered me a slot today 🙂 (Rimmer is coming home) 


On a slightly lighter note, I’ve found that after two years of nose bleeds, bunged up face and bad heads, that if I fill my nose with Sudafed spray, drop as many Sudafed extra strength pills, snort a sink full of menthol crystals (is that the opposite of crystal meth?) and get a box of hankies, I can have a good nights sleep! However, this remedy will skint me in a month! But at least I can wake up with the full knowledge I will be able to smell through the day (I’m sure me dad couldn’t smell!!!!!!) 

 Right that’s it, time To go home, I’ve just seen an old guy and his dog blown across the beach (and he is still rolling) even the seagulls have given up (they have found a place out the wind and sandblasting) and if I’m not sure, I could swear the clouds have broken some sort of record for fucking off from the north (now I hear  you say ‘I don’t blame them’) 

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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