Started late as I had a bit of a headache, which wasn’t ideal as I was finishing early.

Still working on optimisation stuff. All went okay actually. Walked the dogs. Finished off at about half five then went to the gym. Did spin class.

Came back and there was an ambulance blocking my drive, later followed by a bigger one. I parked down the road.

We ventured off into town and parked up. Walked to the O2 academy. As expected Jamie was probably the youngest one there. I put my coat in the cloakroom and then left Jamie at the side of the mosh pit, I managed to work my way pretty close to stage. Two 8 foot blokes managed to stand in front of me. Thankfully, Mr tall decided he needed another pint so I got in front of him, found another gap and moved into it. I had a pretty good view now. Gary was brilliant. I’ve seen him through various phases, the first time I saw him I think I was about 14. Although I found the original programme and it says ’80’ but I don’t think I was 8. I must admit he looks more comfortable now than any time I’ve seen him in the past. He was just dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. His bassist was very cute, although he probably wasn’t born the first time I saw Numan. I’m not sure he even has his own hair any more, although he had a good mop of it. He went through a couple of oldies and a few tracks from his new album. He did about an hour and a quarter. We had to wait for the encore for the classics, he did another three numbers.

It was all fairly relaxed and a good crowd. There was a a young guy in front of me, but mainly the crowd was forty plus. It’s strange, the first time I saw him, it was all teens and early twenty’s. People were jumping around like loons and invading the stage, they were all thinking that afterwards they would go out and smash up a car and mug a pensioner. Now, the same people are still there, twenty five years later, but now they are thinking, “I’ve got six radiators to fit tomorrow I hope there’s enough lock shield valves in the van or I’ll need to call into plumbase.” At the end of the concert everyone filed out politely, okay there were a few pissed old blokes.

I didn’t even get stuck in the car park on the way out. So a good night, I really enjoyed it. Jamie I don’t think enjoyed so much, it’s not quite Britney Spears.

Got up late. Well actually got up at 6:30, took Dillon to daycare, Sasha couldn’t work out why she wasn’t going. Went back to bed. Didn’t get up until 11 as I didn’t sleep yet again.

Working on optimisation again, actually went pretty well today. A couple of things to finish off before moving on but I’m pretty happy with it.

Went to the gym and did pump. They didn’t have any 5kg hand weights as it was busy, annoying. Came back and did more work, that’ll save doing any tomorrow night. Going flying Saturday, if weather is okay.

Didn’t really want to get up this morning. Probably because it was fucking cold and a Monday.

Fairly uneventful day, working on optimisation. Posted off an eBay parcel, went to combat.

Went on-line and finally bought the Gary Numan tickets, hey, it’s a night out.

This morning started off with breakfast in bed. It wasn’t followed by sex. I got up.

Started painting, which basically summed up the day. I got through a hell of a lot of paint. Walls are still questionable, ceiling is done. I worked bloody hard. Jamie stayed in bed, then went to Nando’s with “Game of Thrones” boy. I had a bath and drank far too much wine. I didn’t even have hot food and ate Rivita.

I’ve left new year up to Jamie, we won’t be going anywhere.

I’m sure I had a dream last night when I said to Jamie that Boy George was dead and he was only interviewed on the radio a couple of weeks ago. My mind works in mysterious ways.

Spent the day working on release builds. Mostly working now, did some base profiling, no surprises, in a pretty good place really. Loads of work to do though that’s for sure.

Went to the gym again and did spin, that’s every night this week.

Finally activated new credit card, so providing I’ve been paid I’ll order the arcade cabinet tomorrow, then hopefully it will be here for Christmas. The dining room stands a chance of being painted by then. If only Dillon would stop pissing in it.