Finn spent the morning playing with his little mate laila. We were waiting in for a package (my shelving. See that mess in the background? That's where it should be) that needless to say didn't arrive. There was a knock on the door. A delivery man did shove an opened and beaten up box into my hand.

But when I opened it, it was that birthday present for Jim from 6 weeks ago. Well done, yodel. Super next day delivery service you are operating.

Being in a bad mood I decided to do some accounting to take it up to the next level. Then at nine I went out to vote. I didn't much feel like it but I though a walk would be nice... Plus, the suffragettes make me feel guilty.

Then, beer. Magic beer.