"Singer-songwriter Joni Mitchell is in intensive care after being found unconscious at her Los Angeles home," say the BBC. Doctors are mystified as to what's wrong with her, and say that they probably won't know what she's got 'til she's gone. Woof. Still, at least the hospital get a new parking lot out of it. Yes, as you've probably guessed by this point, I'm bored shitless again today, still it's now only 10 minutes to tea-time, and I know that there's a sausage in the fridge with my name on it. I love sausages, they're just so "sausagey" aren't they? Nogger's dog's top five foods, hmmmm. There is indeed food for thought....5) sausage 4) double sausage 3) sausage and gravy 2) double sausage and gravy 1) sausage, sausage, gravy, sausage and gravy.
You couldn't make it up could you. I spent much of the weekend dozing on the sofa watching telly. Glastonbury was on, although sad to say there was no Snoop Dog, Bone Jovi or any other canine related artists. The big news seemed to be the lack of female headliners and now we know why as one scored a spectacular own goal. She missed her slot cos she was doing her hair. It takes ages she said. Why NOT start doing your hair well before your show time. Aaagh no where's my handbag I've left it in the car, I've got to back to fetch it.