After a fantastic weekend meeting up with a mate in London, oh and seeing the queen (sexy), after having the happiest two days I've had in a long time. I have the shits. Just my luck, you know what's weird though, I had it all Sunday morning so I prayed for God to take the illness away and give it back to me on Monday so I could go out on the Sunday.

I guess he did.

Now I know how he felt when he created Africa. (Because it's a shit'ole of a continent not because of...