I finished my book last night, it wasn’t too bad, tailed off towards the end a bit.

Went to bed very early and had a great sleep – go me.

On the way in this morning I saw a man in a top end BMW convertible waiting at the traffic lights.  Roof down, shirt and tie on, he obviously thought he was fucking ace.  But he had ginger hair.  Bright ginger hair, he’d tried to put on ‘wet look’ gel to darken it a bit but there was no getting away from the bright gingerness.  As the bus nudged forward I noticed he had a ginger tache, and a rubbish tache at that, the kind lads try to grow in their twenties that just look shit.  If you are that ginger, I don’t think a tache is the best idea.

Had a dream where I was smoking loads of weed and got really baked.  It also featured a dog that was like a red setter but with titchy legs.

Left my bananas in the fridge overnight, they were very cold and hard though still tasty.

Noticed on the way in that there was a sign on the train station saying ‘Weekend of 22^nd and 23^rd of July’, below it was just written ‘we are pleased to announce there are no planned engineering works at this station’.  What do they want, congratulating?  Quite odd.

My new most hated ad is the coke zero one, with those despicably smug blokes going on about things that would be great without certain aspects.  ‘girlfriends..without the 5 year plan’ etc.  With their cunty hair and endlessly punchable faces….I hate it.