Nice walk down the Nidd Gorge with mad cousin Paddy, out for almost two hours so cream crackered now, time for a nice snooze. Feel about two stone lighter after curling out an enormously satisfying log whilst out on my stroll, so all is well with the world. It's a Friday, what could possibly go wrong? Bit concerned about President Mubarak's embarrassing dilly-dallying, and isn't it a bit undignified for a man of his age to still be using Grecian 2000?
You couldn't make it up could you. I spent much of the weekend dozing on the sofa watching telly. Glastonbury was on, although sad to say there was no Snoop Dog, Bone Jovi or any other canine related artists. The big news seemed to be the lack of female headliners and now we know why as one scored a spectacular own goal. She missed her slot cos she was doing her hair. It takes ages she said. Why NOT start doing your hair well before your show time. Aaagh no where's my handbag I've left it in the car, I've got to back to fetch it.