I've had a long day already today. Up at 5:30 to do the 'man stuff (grrr) - checking the oil, water, tyre pressure and wash', prior to Jenny's drive up north. Tidied up the inside of the car a little bit, made her some sandwiches etc... They finally got going at about 7:40 which wasn't too bad really, and I've just heard that they got past the M25 before the rush hour crush and are safely on their way. They should be in Northumberland by mid afternoon and I now have 3 weeks of the hard life having to cook and erm clean  for myself. This has the added drawback that I'll be able to go out drinking and carousing whenever I please, and I'm going to invest in some golf clubs.

The weekend was a long slog though. Friday night we discovered that there is a new Budgens, which is even closer than the Spar (and cheaper) and bought a pack of belgian beer. Andrew decided that this would be the weekend where he'd play up with his sleeping routine, and it was 10pm before he finally settled. I watched a bit of that laws of the playground. Had an early night.

Saturday up at 9, which is a lie in. Had a hair cut. Then went to Hatfield Galleria.... Some decent shops, but nowt special. I only went to get a suit and failed. We went to Madison's for food, but they had a twenty minute wait for cold sandwiches(!) and no orange juice so ended up at mcdonalds. Got home and wasted the day. Sunderland result put a downer on things. I'd only just found out we'd equalised when I stuck the radio on to hear Plymouth score again. Really spoilt my day.

Sunday 8 o'clock start. Went swimming. Cooked a Sunday roast, which was appreciated by all . Watched the Charity Shield highlights. Jenny went to Planet Hollywood with her sister, so me and Andrew had 4 hours of play. Much harder work than it seems. He's discovered Aeroplanes, so when we went outside for our walk he would point at the sky every few minutes and follow the plane through the sky. Exciting stuff, although it leaves me to play keepy uppy with the red postman pat ball on my own while he does his own thing. He's very interested in how things work and leaves blowing in the wind or trees shaking disturb him.

So far today I've been looking at a work colleague's orbs. She's been on a ghosthunting tour and has been showing us some of her 500+ photos. Even on a weeks holiday I would barely take 50, so that sort of figure is unreal to me. Apparently something grabbed her husbands leg in a pub near haworth, and she stayed the night in Chillingham castle. I'm not sure whether I believe in ghosts or not, but I did have trouble sleeping after watching the grudge. I kept expecting to see a mad scary eyed ghost standing at the bed in the middle of the night. That was the last scary movie I watched.

BT phoned to tell us the reason that they'd stopped our broadband connection was because we were migrating - and it's taken them a week to find this out. Talk Talk don't seem to know what's going on, and I still haven't stolen internet time from my neighbours.

Football tonight, up the Cat & Orange or some other such shite!