Hello and Good Evening.

I am most certainly not drunk. However I arrived home at around 21:45 GMT and then decided to listen to lots of music in the garden. We started with a little Imelda May then moved on to a lot of Johnny Cash before studying Florence, the Machine and her impressive set of Lungs. Now it's 23:45 and I'm listening to Columbia's 1999 relealse of The Clash single collection while trying to forget about Olvia Munn's tight little fanny.