Aldenham country park is brilliant, and it's where we had our picnic this weekend. We ate in Winnie the Pooh's 100 Aker wood, up next to 'the north pole'. Tuna sandwiches and an apple. Andrew really enjoyed rabbit's house. He knocked on the door, and pointed, and watched other children playing

The park has a little rare breeds farm attached, where they have a number farmyard animals, and a little bit of history about each and their current status (endangered, critical etc..). Very informative, although it is only a tiny little thing. I was unaware that there were so many different types of chicken, and these are only the rare ones. It just goes to show how ignorant of some things I am. Admittedly, I don't really harbour any great desire to learn about rare animals, despite finding it interesting at the time. They have pigs and goats too, as well as some horses (although they are out grazing in the fileds at present). It was good fun watching the piglets play.

When I got back that night I had trouble breathing. I don't know if it was hayfever brought on by playing in the field, or an allergy to animals that I've never noticed before. I kept wheezing and had a really tight (I don't know how to describe it) throat. When I lived with me Mam and Dad, we always had dogs and I used to get similar coughs. I only attributed that to the dogs after I moved out and the problems disappeared. It only lasted one day, but it was a bit of a shock as I consider myself to be reasonably fit. I do have a bit of a cold now, so maybe they are connected. Had a lush Chicken Rogan takeaway for tea, and I was still stuffed full when MOTD finished.

I watched Afterlife whilst waiting for match of the day. What a pile that was (and I like Sea of Souls so it must've been bad), absolutely terrible. I'll probably give it a miss next week... It looks quite entertaining from the adverts. The power of marketing can only do so much when the product is guff.

Did nothing (of note) on Sunday apart from writing a cover letter and sending my CV off to a potential employer. We went to PC world to buy some ink for our ancient printer. I haven't looked at net prices, but £45 for a pack of colour and a pack of black & white ink is obscene. PC World are selling super dooper all in one printers for £50 (inc. ink). I can't understand why there's any sort of market for ink, for low end printers.

I'm ashamed to say that I really, really like Midsomer Murders. It's now got Warren from this life in it. It's taken me this whole series (now at an end) to work out that it's him and not the bloke from the last series.

Yesterday, back to the grind of work. Not a lot going on though. After work we went to view our photos from our session last week. After sitting through the whole thing we got our free one and bought another for £75 and that was the cheapest. They are excellent, but I can't really justify paying all that money for it. It's gone on the credit card so I can forget about it until next month. We did at least politely talk our way out of paying more by lamenting our lack of space, waiting until we have more children etc.. I wish we had some sort of collective backbone though. I could've bought a DS Lite for £25 more, and what do I have? A photo. Mmmm.

I think I'm starting to watch too much telly. I watched Without a Trace last night. I think that's great too, and then there's lost tonight (last of the series though, thank fuck). A quite disturbing story about paedo's in last night's episode, although it had a happy(ish) ending. I don't like stories like that whether real life or fictional. I'd rather live in my happy ignorant world and pretend everything is nice.

Well that was long. And that was my weekend!