Well, that’s a start isn’t it? In for a penny, balls to the wall and other such shite. The prologue is the start (obviously) of a story that’s been knocking around my head for a long auld time, changing bits and pieces over that time, so I figured it would be best to get it down now before I forget the best bits and end up writing a load of nonsense that goes nowhere. It’s barely organised, and I don’t know how to finish it yet, but I suppose that’s all in the writing of it innit?

Anyways, as I sit here in Bordeaux listening to the noise from some festival that has to do with floods as far as I can tell, doing this to stave off the first beer, which will be fecking soon I can tell you, I just wanna “ax” you a favor and read it and tell me what you think. Be gentle, I’ve got sensitive skin and I’ve just shaved my head.

Balls to fireworks by the way.