Looking forward to the Edinburgh Fringe next month. Off to see @jimjefferies, amongst others.

@yoghurteater Keep going, we need enough to bury Milton Keynes.

@therealkev013 haha, it's probably the best blog on the internet and explains Dundee pretty well.

@therealkev013 Is that a work related injury? Or have the badgers attacked Kirkcaldy now? Fucking vermin. I'm gonna shoot some more shortly.

I only really go out in Liverpool now, Runcorn is like Trainspotting without the smack. #IamBegbie

Going out in Liverpool tonight, it's like sight seeing but instead of landmarks you watch the slags and whores.

@therealkev013 You are such a Falkirk fan.

A certain big Greek centre half who somehow signed for Liverpool lives next door to my work. I saw him yesterday. Fucking hun that he is.

@therealkev013 They were going to do the survey in Edinburgh but it's full of junkies, poofs and foriegners.

@questionmjack And come down to Liverpool?

Fuck sake, lets just sell everybody Tony. All the best at Burnley Fantastic Mr. Fox.

Apparently there are some Romany woman in Liverpool robbing people today. Where I come from, they're called gyppo's and can be shot on sight

I heard people from Leeds singing "We're Leeds and we're proud of it." Why? How could you be proud of that AIDS ridden hole?

Having a meal at the Tavern in Liverpool. Or I'm an extra in Brookside, not sure which.

Off to Liverpool this afternoon for shopping and a meal.

Parents In Law To Be are down this weekend, and I want to go to Liverpool for a WWE signing session... Chances don't look good.

Tony Mowbray has made a £1 Million for the red Liverpool beach ball, "we need a natural goalscorer at Celtic Park" he said.

How can it only be 11 am? I demand that it's time for me to go to Liverpool for food and drink whilst watching merry wenches.

@twiteryeanot Yeah that was my outfit for the bus to St Andrews, complete with backpack and wires, and a copy of a most holy book.

Going to start working next door soon, Crewe Alexandra needs me.

would settle for a quiet day with something eventful happening elsewhere to stop the big boss coming to Crewe.