Bunty

1. One of my colleagues won 8 Tony awards last night. How cool is that? Ace news to wake up to and while you might think it might take the shine off my wee certificate, it doesn't.

2. My photo with Alan C cracks me up. Here's me thinking how glam I am and nope - outfit malfunction. Ah well, who cares.

3. It's a very photo-y day as the photos from the weekend start to appear on Facebook. Everyone a total belter.

4. A stroll home and I remember to snap the torch bunting which is still looking fairly cheery even after the party is over. I hope they keep it, Central Station needs all the help it can get.

5. A night of absolutely nothing. No painting, no cleaning, no tidying, no cooking. Just pizza and The Wire. And that's enough.