A slow day

Enough dashing about. A rare day of having time to catch up on errands and domestic stuff. This included nipping in to the Arts Centre and St Margaret's on St Benedicts Street where I noticed someone flying the Palestinian flag from their window, which was nice to see.

Made several spiders homeless as I bravely tackled some extremely dusty and cobwebby bits of our sitting room, the start of a cleaning blitz. We've got some friends coming to stay for a couple of days next weekend and I'm a bit paranoid about what they will think of our tiny, dusty, shabby house.

Meanwhile, up in Rotherham it appears that the English Defence League had a bit of a ruck with the National Front as they battled it out trying to decide which bunch of oiks was the most racist.