Quit your day job. Go on. I dare you.

I had some brilliant news today. Off and on I’ve been in touch with Andy, a friend of mine from my London days for the past few years. He’s been keeping up to date with his London escape plan, which has neccarily had to remain secret so as spook his employers. But today he’s reached escape velocity has been reached and is taking up that most modern of challenges - Quitting his day job, turning off the TV and going to do something less boring instead.

He’ll be working for Coral Cay Conservation as a professional scuba diver in Asia. Go on, mate - ‘ave it! Read more about Andy’s plans here. Go on. I dare you!

The dude was brilliant. If you’re not at Glastonbury, and you’re not listening to it on the BBC then….. you should be! Hip hop headlining on the main stage of Glasto! Historic. X to the zee man, you knows it.

But yeh, I guess listening it to the festival from my garden, over the internet with only Tia the cat for company would be a different experience than being in the field with 170,000 people smelling like cow shit. I wish I’d been there.

I used to love Wimbledon. I knew the players - boris becker, steffi graf - martina bloomin‘ navratilova. I can’t get the BBC iPlayer outside of the UK without a dodgy UK proxy which never works brilliantly here TBH. But I’d love to follow Wimbledon this year - how should I do it? Radio 5 live perhaps? I don’t have TV, especially not UK TV. Anyone got great ideas? Has anyone got a sling media box set up that they could let me use for the fortnight? I’d be very grateful :)

I quite look forward to Sundays - it’s the day I get the PostSecret post. If you’ve never come across this strangley addictive community art project then have a look at the back-story.

Anyhoo… the secrets are often a bit bleak & depressing, but this one really made me laugh out loud today.