I was going to try and avoid any kind of brand promotion in this blog but for this entry that will be impossible. Anyone that knows me well will tell you i'm a bargain hunter. So when Bachelors Pasta and Sauce packets were on buy one get one free at Morrison's this meants I bought many. I think in total I probably had about 80 packets on my many trips there. Normally when I start to run low of a product it ended up back on offer. But I'm now down to my last 2 packets and they hadn't come back on offer. Today however when I went if I found that another brand of Pasta And Sauce were buy one get on free that I didn't want. I wasn't happy at this. so if anyone knows where I can get Bachelors Pasta and Sauce on offer please let me know as there is no way I am paying full price!

Today was an actual day of work. A day I intended on doing stuff. A day I actually got out of bed at noon and spent the afternoon sat online. Around 4pm I realised my Manics ticket that cost stupid amounts of Money wasn't in my wallet. I had a vague memory of taking the tickets I had in my wallets out of it at some point but can't remember why I did this. I started to search and couldn't find the ticket. I then began to search for it. by 5pm I couldn't find it and Sarah came round as I'd promised I'd let her photograph me for a project she was doing. I couldn't find the ticket. By this point I was stuffing things in to bin liners and throwning things about my room. Sarah suggested that maybe the police took it from the time they searched my house. By 6.15 I had to leave for the photos to be took. I was stressing at lack of ticket. If I missed this gig I would be furious. Anyway, for this photo shoot Sarah was going to be telling the story of 'Goldilocks and the Three Bears' present in the style of a tabloid agony aunt photo story. I had been growing a bear for several days for it. Sarah said she wanted us to look homeless and I was given instructions to look scruffy. Following this fairly random interlude I go changed in to my t-shirt and headed to gig to hope I could get a ticket from a tout. This I was successful in after haggling with the tout. So i managed to get into what was probably the most expensive show I have ever seen and got to stand at the front being very sweaty and singing along loudly. This made me very happy.

Continue the theme of random conversations with children. Tomorrow night I'm going to see the Manics live. This means I have to make a spray painted slogan t-shirt. I I decided to go for the phrase 'With Freedom Comes Responsibility' and part of the Cuban Flag in a shiny metallic purple. I stretched my t-shirt over a large box and pinned all the cardboard letters on and took it outside to spray. As soon as I did this 3 local girls who I'm guessing were around 10/11 years of age appeared, I think the smell of spray paint drew them in. They asked what I was doing which I explained and they asked about the card blocking the paint. one of the thoughtful girls advised not to wear it with the pins as it might kill me. I asked if me spray painting a t-shirt was the most interesting thing to happen that day. They said it was as there day usually consists of pulling down washing lines and knocking on doors to run away. Oh course I had to tell them what the slogan was and asked if they understood what it meant. They didn't. So I then had a 5 minute debate about freedom. Apparently when there older they won't mind kids pulling there washing lines down. They also enjoy destroying things they said. I said why not create something but they looked blank unsurprisingly. They asked me for the spray can which I refused. They went off to knock on peoples doors and run away.

The enterprising spirit is alive and well. Sat in McDonald's with my meal I was approached by a child. I'm assuming he was around 9 years old and he came up to me and said, "Are you collecting those?" whilst gesturing to the empty chip container. I looked around to try and find the adult he was with as it was around 8pm. I couldn't see one and found it a bit odd to be approached by an unsupervised child at that time. I assumed he was asking me for the empty chip packet so I said I hasn't collecting it. He then took of some sticker of the packet which was for some McDonald's promo competition. He then asked for the sticker of my drink as well. I said to him that if he was looking for a certain one to win a big prize that the chances of finding it were very slim as to get people to keep buying more. He just nodded and agreed and walked off. I then saw him doing the same routing to other customers in the shop. He then approached the counter and told what he had won.

Now I know gaming interests few people but todays gaming session needs to be wrote about. For the first time ever I won every game I played. I won Marracash, Inkognito, Tigris and Euphrates, Thurn Und Taxis and Manhatten. This felt quite odd as normally I lose most games. The Picture is Tigris and Euphates. I put it up as it's very unusual for all 6 temples to be on the board in a game and was the first time I had seen it.

a few days ago a strange occurrence happened whilst I wasn't in the house. As part of a police operation our house was searched by police as part of 'Operation Strikeback'. Apparently they had suspicion that our address was being used in production of counterfeit currency. They didn't find anything and the search form we have has 'Nothing Seized' across it in giant letters. Before this I was a bit a wet liberal pro ID cards and servailence cameras. I thought "if you've don't nothing wrong what do you have to worry about" but now after coming home from work and finding out 8 Officers have been in my house and moved stuff around in my bedroom I'm not so sure. the wardrobe in the picture was open with clothes from it scatter over my bed. Books from the shelf were on my pillows and objects around my computer had moved around. I even think they had taken things out of a bin liner of rubbish I had. Now I'm not so sure how much I approve of civil liberty erosion. I tried to find out of a friend who knows these how the police can get a permit. Apparently all they need is 'intellegence' to say so. I think 'hmm'.