Bono still sounds like dog food...

Been good, and, stayed off the booze, unfortunately the second 'turn' from U2 on Jonathan Ross has pushed me over the edge (Ha! not literally over the edge, as in goatee wearing guitarist) and into the kitchen where I uncorked a bottle of red. Bono went into the audience so the audience could touch him if they so choosed, then, he picked on a random row of seats occupied by unsuspecting ladies and laid across their knees, err, singing. I shit you not. I'm a bit fed up with calling people twats, so I won't.