Mark 'e, it's gonna be noisy.

We have a small marquee in front of the house... apparently some football manager I have never heard of before is coming to regale folk at a couple of hundred quid a table. I dare say we will survive it.

The day has been slightly frustrating as I've been trying to run a new cat6 cable around the place for a new camera, and despite the overalls and face mask and despite the house being only twenty years old the cobwebbery in the loft was amazing! And I didn't get it finished before the rain came, but at least I'd cleared up and out the ladders away.

There's always tomorrow. And I don't want to miss all the fun on the news! May we all survive that.