Always in the last place you look.

This morning I was going to start recording. The first problem of the day arose when I couldn’t find my microphone lead. I still haven’t found it, just so you know, there will be no microphone lead conclusion to this post, it’s still missing, presumed lost of stolen.

While I was looking for it I started clearing the stuff out from under my bed. I realised that I had a lot of stuff under there. There were old law textbooks and cuddly toys and a cassette player and a lot of dust. It was like an awful version of the Generation Game. I started just pulling it all out and putting it to one side and realised that there was no reason for me to put it back. It doesn’t do anything. It’s just stuff collected under my bed so I took four bags of stuff to the tip and ate some cake.
The end.