OK. I’ve got a new phone… I may have mentioned it. So, Amy tried to ring me three times and text me. I was painting and had my phone on silent… I didn’t know I’d put it on silent, i’d turned it down after three minutes of hell with the alarm of a rooster… couldn’t work out how to turn it off so turned it down. Or silent. I wasn’t silent in my van on bluetooth… Anyway, Amy thought, I’d probably had a heart attack and Marie was already at work… And the dogs were probably eating me. So she walked down to my house with baby in tow, just to make sure the dogs had finished me off properly. Rumours of my demise were somewhat exaggerated. I was just painting. My dogs are still starving. Poor dears. Phoenix is still Granddad’s little angel… All is well.


NEXT PAINTING … YOU DECIDE… one day left to vote



top left : 1. sid vicious  2.jimi Hendrix  3. James Cagney

Bottom Left : 4. Debbie Harry  5. Madonna  6. Heath Ledger as the Joker


OK my friends, I’ve only got one canvas left… Until next paycheck, so I thought I’d let you decide which one I do next. These six are some of the images I’ve already prepared to paint, but if you have a special image you would like me to attempt,  I’m happy to try.

Which ever image gets the most votes i will paint in the next week. If you come up with a different image to paint, I will add a new picture to the list.

I hope you enjoy this idea. I may even make a present of the picture to anyone who wants it.





Cellphone’s Dead – Beck

Reach You On The Phone – Blank Realm

Hanging On The Telephone – Blondie

The Telephone Call – the Chromatics

Telephone Girl – Eddie & the Hotrods

The Phone Book – the Editors

Telephone Line – ELO

Mechanical Telephone – Janis Ian

Phone Ghost – Outfit

He’s On the Phone – St. Etienne

Phone Call – Summer Camp

The Phone Call – The Pretenders

Girl On The Phone – The Jam

Put Your Number On My Phone – Ariel Pink

Ok I got a new android Phone, a Razer for the initiated, which meant having to transfer all my contacts across to the new number and phone. So, of course, my existing phone decides to die at the very time I needed to access it. Screen just went dead. ok, it’s a nokia, so I can access its working by the nokia suite… Or not. So then I got an even older Nokia phone so I could manually transfer the numbers… Only the only number it could access was a deleted Vet number for our old address. Back to my newer old phone, several leads later, I managed to sync it to the nokia suite, but could not take the numbers off it into another file. So had to transfer them all manually. Another case of being the Best Dale I can Be. Everything is always a major crisis. You would think that with bluetooth and wifi this sort of trauma would be obsolete… Probably is for everyone else. I’m by natural inclination a Luddite, so when I’m dealing with electronics, Marie has to hide my Hammer!

Always my favourite waste of time!


£40 million wedding


must say what a lovely wedding dress! and £40 million well- spent! I know you might think spending that kind of money is obscene, when the rest of us have been living on subsistence wages for the last ten years, and the NHS has no money, and the schools are all broke… But seriously guys, lighten up. It does us all good to be entertained by a bunch of fatuous obsolete Germans… Just don’t mention the war!!!




Just another run of the mill day of being me. My laptop keys were sticky, so I decided to clean them. I know, turn it off first is advisable. Anyway, I was half way through the procedure, when I realised I hadn’t turned it off, and I couldn’t think how to… I know ridiculous. So anyway, I scrubbed the keys clean and lost the cursor in the process. Screams to my technical adviser, Still upstairs, hiding from me… Marie! Help! She came with all the technical know- how and procedural requirements… Two Hours later, several full-scale attempts to reboot, refresh and reset to a previous day, still no effect. After all of this, I fathomed a fn and square key pressed together returned the cursor.

Nice. Just another day of me excelling at being me. Too much brains can seriously mess up your common sense.

Marie says, I’m the best at being me there is…

I kind of agree, not sure, but I think it was a compliment?