The BBC report that six men locked away in steel tubes for a year-and-a-half to simulate a mission to Mars have emerged from isolation at a Moscow institute. Conjures up all sorts of mental images that doesn't it? Luckily for me however I suffer from no such restrictions and have already curled out my first yule log of the winter this morning combined with a "George Papandreou" lookalike which was very reluctant to leave. Time for a snooze now and rest me bum 'til half an hour after tea. Shabba.
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.