... and there I was, singing your praises in the Orange Pilg Game - the youngsters are getting restless ...

I know, bless them, but things is all under control - in my usual creatively unsystematic way... (casts another surreptitious glance at a passing PR lady and gets rapped on the knuckles by NotmrsBobthedog).

I have decided that this year I am NOT going to panic quite as much as I did last year. Excuse me, a PR lady has just arrived and I must talk to her about something that has been on my mind...

Yippeee! Friday. Twenty minutes to go. I am sooo gonna big up the snooooze when I get home.

excuse me while i shout excitedly that IT'S SATURDAY AND I DON'T HAVE TO GO TO WORK WOOOOOTTT!!!!

sorry about that. but i'm excited that it's nearly midday and I'm still in bed.

nights] You know when it's holiday time when you're woken up by the sound of an ice cream van.

[nights, Tuj] And the dawn chorus stops you from getting to sleep.