Pinkie and I are thinking of going to see the new statesman in Brighton. Not sure which showing yet, but if anyone else wants to go let me know.

Pliskin and I played footy today. We lost of course, but we did play well. having only 9 men, we played Dom in defence and I held things together with some weak defending at left-back. The final score was 3-2, our first goal was a quality long range effort from sulley and an epic looping header from Pliskin leveled things at 2 all. Unfortunately, Andy managed to dive over a sharply taken chance from the opposition with 3 mins to go. Still, at least we played well.

Jamie and I congregated in covent garden yesterday to finally redeem our ice-climbing vouchers.

I arrived early and performed an early recon, discovering that the ice wall was in a climbing shop spanning its two floors. Not quite the hundred-foot cliff that we had imagined!

When jamie arrived, we looked for a suitable place to have lunch before our allotted slot on the wall. We spotted a suitable spot called the “Box Cafe”. The two chaps we spotted in the window seemed to be eating tasty food, so we headed for the door. Beside the door we noticed a poster advertising the “Box Cafe Calendar”, which on closer inspection was composed entirely of semi-naked men. We looked and noticed there wasn’t a single female form inside. We exited stage left.

The climb itself was good fun. We were kitted out with all the helmets, ice picks and crampons we needed and after 3 mins of instruction, we headed up the wall.

There were two normal sections to the wall, 1 completely vertical and 1 with a very slight angle. We both set off up the wall and got to the top first time, though, as I took the first go at the vertical wall, it took me a little longer than jamie. He was wondering why I was making such hard work of it until he attempted the vertical wall. We both found it increasingly hard on the arms, and found that we’d have nearly reached the top, but barely have the strength to lift our arms to make that last few foot. After the hour we were shattered, arms aching and pouring with sweat despite the low temperatures needed to keep the wall frozen.

Afterwards we met up with Kit who had been delayed by the Iraq protestors and then walked the streets of london in search of a pub showing the rugby.

Back at the homestead, things continue as normal. The low setting of the radiators has virtually no effect on the icey chill round the house, but thankfully the good old fire in the sitting room is great, providing all the heat one needs as long as one doesn’t need to venture elsewhere in the house. Have purchased additional garlic pills to ward off lurgys.

The wire rat-trap has trapped a small crow the last couple of days so i’ve disabled it.

I made myself an administrator on the at forums and deleted one abusing post and banned it’s poster. He claimed to be the “real” dodman and professed some opinions about dodman. Not suer why he was posting on an alexander technique forum though!

Last Saturday, pliskin and I caught some quality surf at the witterings, with almost 2ft of wave! OK, so 2ft doesn’t sound too amazing but it was great to be able to surf 10 mins away from the house. Both of us, utterly resplendent in our neoprene coverings that left only a small amount of face uncovered – warding off the coldest sea temperatures of the year, found ourselves to be a little lacking in arm strength required and vowed to do some exercises.

The forecast is looking good for this weekend too.

On the footy front, we both played for SV on sunday for the first time in a while. We played terribly, needless to say, losing to la sports by three goals. Crappy defence was to blame really, not the keeper. It seems doubtful that we’ll get anywhere near promotion with this form!

I’ve always supported any English teams in Europe, even the scum themselves, Man U, but yesterday I found myself rooting for barca and cheering when they scored – such is my loathing of Mourinho. Eto’o and Ronaldinho both played well and made some of chelsea’s players look ordinary.

Pinkie and I nailed the Cha Cha Cha last night and made some good progress with the tango. Bring on the Rumba next week!

Hopefully T and S weren’t anywhere near the bombs in india and haven’t encountered any further aggressive monkeys.

Decoy out.

A view from the coastal path

To The Dodman!

The cross located on The Dodman, heralding the second coming.

Having a quick rest, pondering if the second coming was coming any time soon…

Oddly enough, steps not being foremost in my mind, H is purely short for Hannah. And I think that Hannah was annoyed at being compared with a cretin rather than professing no knowledge of steps!

Anyway, I notice that England performed pretty badly today in the cricket… are you planning to see any of the games? They could probably do with a bit of support!