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I've been doing various exercises with my brain today and have come up with some stuff. Before I go on, angels, can you get me a cup of coffee please. Thanks.

Ok. So. It was a process. I've been wearing my new hat today. Well, it's not really a hat - it's more of a bonnet. I'm not wearing it any more because earlier on, the craziest thing happened - I realised there was a bee trapped inside my bonnet. I know.....terrifying. So anyway, I desperately had to find out what the first song was that Robbie Williams sang at his Cape Town concert. I went through all the songs on my iPod (30 gigs, black - the new one.) and I couldn't quite place which song it was that he sang first. I began by doing a little google search but, although the son of a famous rock pianist, I couldn't remember what the words were for the list of song's that an artist sings at a live gig. Embarrassed, I sent an sms to G-Man. He confirmed that the words I needed were "Set List". Yeeees, of course, I said to myself.

I pumped google with the search terms it needed and I was told that the first song Robbo sang was "Radio". I searched my iPod. Well blow me backwards, I didn't have the song at all! I went straight to my iTunes to buy the song. Although you cannot buy songs over iTunes with a South African credit card, I have developed a system. I call it "Mother Dearest". I registered my Mother's Australian credit card to my iTunes. So she pays for the music for me. I know, genius! Notice how I have overcome two obstacles here. Firstly, I am not blocked from downloading songs - I simply tell iTunes I am in Australia and, secondly, I don't even have to pay for the songs! (Love you, mum).

I hope you enjoyed Seth's sensitive side back there with the comment to mum. I'm a real person, guys, with feelings. And asthma.

[Completely coincidentally, we pause for an incoming call from Mother Dearest. Shame, she is phoning from on board the cruise ship in Monaco shared with the likes of Nigel Mansell and Murray Walker. Apparently there is a formula one car placed above the pool on the 10th deck. Marble bathrooms, personalised stationary in the suite etc. Hmm, so that's what they're up to.]

Mental note - Monaco Grand Prix on Sunday.

So anyway I download the song "Radio" from iTunes - DYING to be reminded of which song it was. The reason I had this bee in my bonnet (these things often happen when I do exercises with my brain) is I remembered very clearly that I was absolutely fucking blown away when Robbie belted out that first song at his concert in Cape Town. I remember asking fellow audience members if anyone knew Robbo's age. 32 was what I was told. I replied that I "still have time". The guy next to me laughed. Yeah, pal, we'll see who's laughing when Seth goes live at Green Point - I'll send you front row seat tickets and at the concert I will shine a spotlight on you and sing a song about when you didn't save someone from drowning, even though you could have. Then we'll see who is laughing.

Master Williams

Back to the story, I downloaded the song.

[And now we pause for something completely different: Quick fact - it is fucking cool to moan and groan about the Huey helicopter if you live on the Atlantic Seaboard, particularly Camps Bay and Clifton. "Christ! That FUCKING huey!" (Don't be shy to actually step outside and glare up at the helicopter, shooing it away with your arms as you tell it to "PUSH OFF!"]

Sorry about that. So I downloaded the song...... Well, SUCK ME SIDEWAYS! It all started to come back to me. I must admit, I was impressed. I haven't been impressed with someone since the early 90's. It is such a top song - particularly live - particularly as an opening song. Have another little listen to it. The song also happens to be on the Robbie Williams CD on 2oceansvibe - CLICK HERE FOR THAT

Right, moving on....

"It's amazing how the temperature suddenly drops at night!"

Yes, the weather really is turning!"

"I know! blah blah blah...."

Seriously though, I am currently freezing. I simply HAVE to get a heater at home. Angels, could we organise that please? Does nobody love Seth anymore? Please come into my office so we can discuss whether to get an oil heater or something else. Whatever uses up more electricity is what we'll get. I'm not playing into Eskom's hands. Fuck 'em. And while we're at it, please also get a hot water bottle. I think as an only child I am entitled to one. It's also good for sleep-overs.

Ok, I think this article is good to go. Let's wrap it up.

Have a good day, friends.

Thanks Charl for pic

Seth Rotherham
Editor
2oceansvibe.com
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