Square One

Morning spent in Croydon - kept cool going (it bloody should be at 7am in the morning), but coming back the tubes and trains were a sweatfest, except for the summer sheilas (c) who manage to get away with next to nothing (not that I'm complaining) whilst blokes just don't have the option of a flimsy skirt and boob tube (well we could, but it might look a bit, um, odd...)

I should be getting the house ready for HRH Grandmama who is visiting her summer residence, but the footies on and it's too hot to do anything, so the grass can remain long and the dining table (my office) can stay covered in crap.

Summer days...