Henry Gee

Train arrives in London 42 mins late (sigh). Today's excuse- some oaf in Essex had stolen some signal cabling.

Train stuck at Manningtree as some oaf has run off with the tracks ahead of us. Will be on the move soon, by astral projection.

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Crox Minor has slaughtered me at Scrabble... by a margin of more than 100 points. Oh, the shame of it.

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Henry is very proud of his daughters: Gee Minor, who is doing for alto sax what Les Dawson did for piano; and Gee Minima, expert concert organizer and impresario - the Harvey Goldsmith of tomorrow.

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Henry is overwhelmed by Z-rays.

Henry is knackered.

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I wake to a rainy morning which will be spent zookeeping. Dog, cats, chickens and g-pigs all fed. Now it's my turn. Then I'll clean the fish tank, the axolotls and the house. If it stops raining the dog will take me for a walk.

As the Guillermo Del Toro movie of time gets sucked into Hades by the Elder Gods of Eternity, I see that it's time for bed. G'night!

Have sent long-promised book proposal to my agent. I think I deserve the rest of the night off. Will make omelette and watch 'Hellboy'.

I'm THIS CLOSE to finishing my book propoal and sending it to my agent.

'Biotech Is Godzilla' from 'Chaos AD' by Sepultura. What a groovy choon that is, pop-pickers.

Nostalgic after watching 'Anvil: The Story Of Anvil' last night, I have set the controls for a medley of cheesy old-fashioned metal as I work. It's Metallica, Judas Priest, Motorhead, Sepultura, Biohazard, Rainbow, all the way.

Having been asleep under a cat. disturbed by nothing more than suggestive messages about me and my massive swelling organ, I have put aside the cat and am about to work on Mythical Book Proposal. Hopefully this weekend should see it knocked into enough shape that I can share it with my agent.

If anyone wants me, I'm on the sofa under a cat. You don't? Oh, well, suit yourselves.

Mrs Gee, Gee Minor and Gee Minima are away for a couple of nights. Now - should I work on the mythical book proposal; get stuff ready for Mallorn; or settle down with my mate Paul's DVD of 'Anvil: The Story of Anvil'? Maybe I'll watch that tonight, and tomorrow night I can treat myself to the DVD of Hellboy that someone lent me so long ago I've...

Sleep. It's the only thing I want to do. It's the only thing I really care about, now. Wake me up at the vernal equinox.

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@McDawg @choklitfiend thanks, both, for those timely reminders.

It's 12:31 and time for lunch. De dum de dum de dum.

Mrs Gee has made me a Pot Noodle. Thanks, Mrs Gee. We know how to live, in the Upper Echelons.

@choklitfiend Thank you.. Please would you remind me again nearer the time?

The Battle for the Gee Sofa continues. Fred the Cat can haz Flavor(TM) with massive retaliation. Mrs Gee has launched counter-insurgency measures by means of liberal dousing with 'Coco' by Chanel. Now we smell like Harrods perfume counter - which is great, considering the alternative is more like a public urinal that hasn't been cleaned since...