On Friday I went to very 'inclusive' and impressive rock n roll cabaret venue in Stokie to see my brother's punk rock n roll band, the Jim Jones Revue (Jude Law was slumming it there all night). The highlights included Elephant Man Elvis and a couple who did things like abuse staple guns/scalpels/flaming cats o' nine tails/etc. Quiet night really. On Saturday rode over to The Chelsea Arts Club for dinner (1st time), which is like an expensive old folks' home. Met my friend who can be seen on p14 of this weekend's Observer News(4* edition). First time I had seen him since the **** hit the fan re: his design of the Olympics logo. Ah, well, no publicity is bad publicity, surely? Then rode back to ED (strangely don't recall any of the journey home) and dropped in to the Drum where I met some very interesting folks. Got home very drunk and very late. In the morning up to our friends in N London for lunch and more abuse. Oh dear, I am a tired wee laddie... Haven't had that much 'fun' for a while.