I’m having one of those lulls. The avid journalist in me seems to be taking a holiday, jumped ship, all worn out after the recent BBC article I somehow spurted out in a late night scribbling session one Thursday night. It’s not like I have nothing to say – I’ve taken in the delights of Munich, flying back with the legendary Boris Becker; been to Nick’s 32nd birthday party; started visiting the gym; and now I’m off to Leeds. In short, I’ve been very busy, and my wibbler.com rants have suffered. But have no fear. I’ll be back with you just as soon as I can…

Nick is now 32. Such a senior age suggested a party was needed, and the Pyrford Cricket club seemed the ideal location. Sarah organised the food with aplomb – there’s something very English about cooking a barbeque in the rain – and Michelle kept me on the straight and narrow. I won’t embellish you too much with the night’s details – suffice to say that Nick received a singing pig from Michelle and I, and that water pistol fights – Boys vs Girls – are FUN.

I don’t get many text messages from David B, but when I do they always make me chuckle. Take last night’s for instance. “Si, as an expert in the subject, how many points am I likely to get for 75mph in a 50? PS How’s the new job going?”
I’ve no idea what you’re talking about, David. He MAY have been alluding to the copious amounts of points I received during my first heady months of driving. Why, those crafty policeman? *shakes fist*
Anyway, since you ask, it’s up to 5 points and a maximum fine of ?1000, based on your income. And the job’s lovely, thanks.

With a heavy heart, Tim at Bloggerheads has announced he’s hanging up his activist mouse. His fantastic final act, The Parting Shot (for Bush the fascist and Blair the appeaser), is a masterpiece, a tear jerker – please visit it, even if you don’t see eye to eye with him (that’s you, mother…). Always insightful, always provocative, and run by a bloody good bloke, Bloggerheads was one of the most popular sites on the internet. End of an era – thanks for everything, Tim! Hopefully we’ll keep in touch…

Oh how my heart leapt when I discovered this picture. Yes, I know there’s naughty words, but this is just SO close to my heart:

A baffling delay in writing about Milly and Alex’s wedding, I agree. It’s almost 2 weeks since the big event, and much water has passed under the bridge since then. However, here’s the fairly brief lowdown.

A quick couple of phone calls, a few minutes of late night scribbling – and the result? Why, it’s Boriswatch on the BBC! Happy Birthday, Boris…

You really couldn’t make it up.

It’s been with me through thick and thin. But the time has come to sell my beloved car. Does anyone want it, and have four and a half thousand to spare? Click here for my Autotrader posting…

The local elections are in – the bell has tolled. Blair is a liability for Labour. If you care for democracy, you must support the Big Intervention, Tim Ireland’s latest and most important campaign. Read my statement at www.wibbler.com/blair; then go to campaign headquarters at www.bigintervention.org.uk and do what you can.

Trust us. Blair’s in trouble.