There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

Super-fun-happy fact of the day: I realised this afternoon that I haven't had a Sunday off work since October 2008. I'm not too upset by this, as in truth I never really knew what to do with Sundays even when I did have them off, but it's nice to dream about what you'd do with a weekend away, not having to see a single hob-flame on a Saturday or Sunday.

Or at least, I'd like to dream about that; the truth is, I've forgotten what normal people actually do at the weekend. Still, never mind. Whatever it is, it can't be better than staring at a gas-ring. Can it?