Hello folks. Sorry it’s been a while since my last post – you now how it is, busy, busy and busy. Apologies for that.

Anyway, I was thinking about Zac today, like I do every day and every time I do, I have a big smile on my face. When I’m feeling sad or whatever, I just think of Zac and suddenly I feel better. I expect he had that effect on a lot of people and from the posts I’ve read on the website, it seemed that he did.

I was looking at the biography and didn’t realise that Zac was 6’2″. They say appearances can be deceptive don’t they as he didn’t look that tall on the TV screen. Mind you, I’m only 5’6″. I got to13 and shrunk!!!!

That’s it for now, as I can’t think of anything else to say. Look forward to posting next time. See ya.

Well, 2019 is upon us and I wish you all a very Happy New Year.

I celebrated my 47th birthday today, but how could I when Zac should still be with us and a friend of mine is poorly in hospital?

Anyway, I hope you all had a very Happy Christmas with your friends and loved ones. It was a quiet one with my Dad and has been since 2002 Of course, I remembered Zac and my Mum on Christmas Day, 2 twinkling stars in the night sky and will do until the day I die.

That’s all for now, I will be back soon with another post, but for now, cheerio.

Well everyone, 2018 is coming to a close, and as we welcome in 2019, we must not forget all the people that died in 2018.

I hope you all have a great year this year and that all your dreams come true. I am looking forward to turning 47 on Sunday, the Cricket World Cup in May and the Ashes at the start of August. Can England do the double? I think so. That would make my year definitely.

What would also make my year would be to finally get that job I so want and get off benefits, because I have never got enough money and hate living off the taxpayer. I would rather be a taxpayer than living off one.

That’s it for now folks, and have yourselves a fantastic 2019. Happy New Year to you all.

I am writing this and watching the rain coming down the glass – I’m just glad I’m in the warmth of home.  You honestly would not believe that it’s December would you?  Hope where you live isn’t as bad as here in Cornwall.

Anyway, enough of that, I ordered a copy of EMF’s debut “Unbelievable”, and received it on Thursday.  Listening to it again after 28 years, I forgot what a great it was then and still is now.  In the next few days, I’ll be finishing off my Christmas shopping, posting off to relatives up country, and only then will I relax and enjoy the festivities that Christmas brings.

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas for 2018 and New Year 2019.  Health, happiness and peace.

Well folks, it’s nearly that time of year again.  Hope you are looking forward to the forthcoming festivities.  When you get to my age, (I was 13 months younger than Zac), it’s a case of “Bah Humbug!!” and all that goes with it.

Christmas I think is for kids and not for some miserable people in this world.  I certainly remember the Christmases when I was young, decorating the whole place with tinsel and sparkly decorations, a nice tree with a fairy on top.  Of course, some people don’t have that luxury these days, which I think is a shame, what with prices rising above inflation, it’s just downright ridiculous.

Of course, I remembered Zac yesterday and I will certainly remember him at Christmas and on 3rd January 2019 – the 17th anniversary of his sad passing and I will also think about my Mum this time of this year, just like I always do.  Anyway folks, that’s it for now, have a very Merry Christmas and hopefully a peaceful New Year.

This post is just to remember Zac on what would have been his 48th birthday.  He will not be forgotten by anyone or everyone who loved him for who he was and the great musician he was. 

As I am writing this, I am thinking about Zac and wondering what would have happened if he could have been saved.  I’m not religious at all, but God bless you Zac, rest in peace and God bless your friends, family and fans who loved you.

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton