So... that's that then. I shall, for the for seeable future, be indulging my beautiful wife and wonderful kids AND that crazy football club of mine. There now follows a massive break in transmission.

What is it with you Italians? Why do you seem to "get it" more than anyone else? It's a constant source of fascination for me.

So, Singapore then? It was great. I do like that gaff. Very exotic. It pretty much amounts to a gigantic shopping mall. Nice place. Nice people. Very hot. Very wet.

They never let you down them Scousers. While I'm at it let me say I'm writing this on the day that THE TRUTH has finally been exposed about the Hillsborough disaster. Respect to the family's of the 96 for exposing the lies of Thatcher's government. With my hand on my heart I salute you.

I have to say when the toffs what run our country started spouting waffle about the Olympics and how it would bring out the best in us blah, blah, blah I was - like most of us I expect - thinking "oh f**k off!"... but I have to say they were right. You couldn't fail to be moved.

It was my 100th show as a solo artist thing and I have to say it was definitely the best gig of the tour no question, but I tell you this, it might well have been one of the best shows I've ever done, EVER. It was that good.

The best thing about (the Belgium show) was it was I was introduced onstage by Vincent Kompany, Manchester City's captain. He's from Brussels see? And me and him were going to do the launch of the new Manchester City kits for next season. Both of these occurrences were a true honour.

Got dosed up on hot whisky and Lemsip (the blackcurrant ones!) and sleeping tablets (to be taken responsibly young 'uns... just saying). Woke up the next afternoon in a very damp bed, freezing cold. It did the trick though.

At 6am on the dot the f***ing fire alarm goes off in the hotel!!! Now usually these things don't last for more than five minutes but this time the b*****d hotel was EVACUATED!!!!!! It was barely getting light AND it was raining. So I'm stood outside in a proper fury.

The engines started... (we are all going to die!). Now I'm not a nervous flier by any means, but I was seriously hoping the pilot would see sense and hang back a little until the storm passed.

You currently find me in the great city of Moscow. Did a festival last night with that band The Cure and a load of other bands no-one's ever heard of (Everything Is Made In China?? Nope me neither!!). Had a pretty good one. Not sure the Cure fans down the front enjoyed it though.

So... back to Friday was it? Or Saturday? F***** if I know anymore... I've had about 16 hours kip in a week!! So spaced out now it's getting psychedelic (I used to pay £20 to feel like this back in the 80s!!). Right well... I remember waking up in Tokyo whenever it was.

Did a show a couple of days ago at the Budokan. Quite a prestigious gig. Bob Dylan played here back in the day as did a little known band from Liverpool called The Beatles. It's quite a big deal. Up there with Madison Square Gardens, Wembley Stadium, the Hollywood Bowl and erm... the Boardwalk!!

You'll know by now that we (Manchester City) pulled it off. In the most dramatic scenes ever witnessed. What a rollercoaster. We had it, we lost it, we got it back, we lost it again and right at the death we won it. I went f***ing mental and I don't mind telling you I might have lost it for a little bit.

It's also the place where I wrote that song of mine called If I Had A Gun. Nice place. Foggy. Stinks of dead fish!! Got a little bit wasted the first night on that drink 'pisco sour'?

Had a nice little (I say little but it was perfectly adequate) bra slung onstage!! Always a treat. One side of it was a sequinned Paraguayan flag... the other a sequinned Union Jack!! And in that wonderful moment our two great nations had never been closer.

Yes comrades... so... Buenos Aires? F***ing great show. It always is in that place. It never disappoints. Big crowd, about 10,000!! Just like the old days (man)!!

So... Rio? F**k me! What an unbelievable night. A truly special gig. Not because of anything I did I hasten to add - I played AND sang like sh*t!! But them kids man!?!? It was just a privilege to have been there never mind on the stage AND I got in for free. (I know the bass player innit?)

The next day I had a video shoot for my new single... I played the part of a slightly hungover grumpy northern taxi driver which is just as well as that's exactly what I felt like. I feel it's some of my best work and most definitely worthy of at least one Bafta. That actress Mischa Barton was in it too. Nice girl. City fan would you believe!?!?

The Brits have all got a bit too slick now though, it's treated with a bit too much respect, if you ask me... It is but a TV show with a few awards carved up and spread around... And if I'm not very much mistaken did I detect the faint whiff of a few wrong 'uns miming? I think I did... You know who you are and you should be ashamed of yourselves.

I want to share with you something that happened to me in a clothes shop today in NYC. I'm in some shop or other, not showing much interest in the merchandise, and the usual scenario starts to unfold...

Needless to say the last two days have been spent on the verge of a nervous breakdown. All good though and it was well worth it. Did have some great news yesterday though. Grazia magazine have me at the top of this weeks 'Chart of Lust'!!!!!! That's right, LUST!!!! Eat that Coldplay.