i found another guitar!!!

Actually, i found it yesterday afternoon, but it is still big news! I was searching down in the basement area and it called out to me with a voice that spoke on maybe another wave length to what i am used to. I dug around and through piles and piles of junk and there it was, the acoustic guitar, just sitting against a wall a little broken and having gone so long unloved and untouched. Well, i couldn't just leave it there could i? For some reason it looks to me like something Relm would enjoy playing, or might have even played, but that doesn't really make sense because this guitar looks so old, you know?

Anyway, it is in dire need of repair but JJ said he could do that and then we can give it to Joanne before i head off, which will be pretty soon actually.

Oh, that's right! I should update you guys on the weekend's events!

So on Saturday i went to visit Mr Rickson with his present and he looked heaps happy and healthy from having been on holiday to wherever it was he went, and i said 'Hey Mr Rickson!' and he said 'Ho! My friend Blake! Let us party down like party animals!' and i said 'I have a gift for you from Mr Biggs!' and i was about to pass it over to him when i got pushed over and the package got taken away and i heard a voice saying 'I will take this like you took my letterbox!!! You fool Blake!!! YOU FOOL!!! YOU F-whoop.' and then i heard the person trip over.

And there was this almighty explosion, the likes of which i have never heard.

We all ran up to the guy who had taken the package and he was all freaked out because all of Mr Rickson's suited guys were around him talking into their head mike/phone things and it turned out he had thrown the package when he tripped over and the explosion had only taken his eyebrows and some of the top of his hair. I guess Mr Biggs fireworks box present needed to be handled a little more carefully. But i was so surprised to see who it was staring back at us looking kind of surprised because he had no eyebrows.

I said 'WOW! Tony! What are you doing here?' and he said 'you bastard Blake... you will get yours yet...' and Mr Rickson said 'this man is a friend of yours Blake?' and i said 'well... kind of, i think,' and Mr Rickson said 'because he has saved my life....'

We made sure Tony was alright (You guys remember Tony, right?), and we even took him out drinking with us, which gave us a chance to clear up everything. As it turns out, ever since i accidentally ran over his letterbox, Tony has been hell bent on revenge for all the wrong doings ever caused him by the person who looks just like me but is actually not me, which he didn't know.

I told him i would buy him another letterbox, and that made him a bit happier. He looked very surprised, but that was how he looked all night, with his burnt face and crazy singed hair.

I told Tony that we could move on to the next town together if he wanted and Tony said i was much too nice a person but that he would accept my offer as he has gone a very long time without company and felt he was going more than a little crazy.

Mr Rickson told me he had some 'business' to attend to and so he had to leave early and Tony said he wanted to eat a whole bunch of painkillers and sleep for a week so i was left alone at quite early a time in the evening but i stuck around for a little while and talked to a woman who said she was in the business of deliveries and that i should look her up if i ever passed by her way because she could give me a job and i was like 'oh that's awesome!' and she said that with my attitude i could well be perfect for the job.

Her name was Lydia, and i have her business card now, which is all sorts of stylish.

Well, i best get some reading and sleeping done, because i have to get up early to get this guitar all fixed up and ready.

Blake out.