This should have been blipped yesterday, but as I was about to take the image the phone rang. A friend who I owe rather a large favour to asked me if I'd mind drawing a plan for a shed (9pm, and he's round, waving bits of paper at me, clearing off my drawing board!?). Hours later I realised it was too late for yesterday. So I've taken it today instead.

I have a feeling it should be green, but I don't like green ones.

Apples, that is.

Anyway, I'm going, in three weeks, and five days, and four hours, and I don't do flying, and my wardrobe crisis has already begun. I have six pairs of shoes and only five days to wear them in. Nothing fits, and I'm craving chips and chocolate. I haven't started on the gin yet, but the night, as they say, is still young ..........