Kiss me like I'm an aqualung, baby

Another poor night's sleep in the humid atmosphere, dreaming of playing "The floor is hot chili-lava" with 100 schoolchildren I don't know.

So the Guinness world record for the largest bacon cheeseburger has passed to a casino in Minnesota (it just had to be America), weighing in at a ton, it was more than twice the size of the previous record holder. I think I'd like to go to America.

At going home time Erin and I agreed to meet in the park and it was not long before Ben and Erin joined me and we stopped playing football with my classmates and started climbing trees.

This was noticed by many other kids and the JoniBobs and at one point the trees were doomed so we left and played all the usual arguing-over-a-football games. We all got topless, but Erin doesn't join in that one any more and sat it out, poor girl. In fact quite a lot of our interests are diverging when we're in a big noisy boy-group (not to be confused with a big noisy pansy-boy-group like Take That, E17 and No Direction).

We commandeered the swings, rocks, and everything else. Some older boys were jumping off the top of the rope pyramid and that looked intriguing but we weren't allowed to due to certain death. Right before we were due to go, the swinging basket came free so we did that as well, with double football attack as thrown by Bud and Bobert, who doesn't hold back on wanging those speedballs right in there. It was a full house of lovely Wednesday park activities on a lovely day, definitely good to be back to reality.