“When a day you happen to know is Wednesday starts of by sounding like Sunday, there is something seriously wrong somewhere.” John Wyndham, 1951

Monday, actually, felt much like this line. It had been another unrivalled success for record-breaking number of games played in the solitaires stakes. That’s what no internet does to you. Or, should I say, that’s what constant access to the internet reduces you to. Get out more, and take me with you.

I had expected to be busy, gazing longingly at expensive surfboards and sending kids out on kayaks in questionable weather with anxious, helpless parents looking on. Instead, I was sent to Seaweed, which at least gives me time to blog.

Watch out this week for the new Kaimana website. It’s been a long time going live but it should be worth the wait, and even though the summer season, be it a loose term these days, seems to have come to an end, someone is always going to ding a board, so this should really kick-start Kaimana, so Tom and Pip, nice one. Also, in the coming months watch out for the monthly Kaimana artist promotion. It’s only in the pipelines for now but if you are in or know of any good, decent unsigned bands from the U.K. that want to get featured, email: music@kaimanaworldwide.com.

I may share the world’s concerns for the current ongoing situations in Tibet, and far be it for me to get myself politically embroiled anywhere along the line, but does anyone else feel that China did just a little bit of a good job of the Olympic opening ceremony?

If today was anything to go by, summer officially gave up trying at half past 3 in the afternoon, and then again at 7.15, and is now going back to square one, to rethink it’s strategy for next year.