Sunday, 11 May 2008
I'm afraid not, Sophie, I've just mopped the floor! (Oh bugger!)
It's ten past one in the morning and I have just mopped the kitchen floor. WTF's that about? I have normally been in bed a good three hours by this time but not today. I woke at 5.20 and bed approaches 20 hours later. It's been a top day!
I think my little two hour kip after watching Bristol - Crystal Palace helped. Bristol won 2-1 and the second leg is Tuesday. Winner gets a place in the play offs to go up to the Premiership.
Weatherman says 77 degrees tomorrow! My friend Helen is coming to see me and I think we might take a picnic; she is going to tell me all about what is going on in her life as I think it is a bit stressful at the mo' and she needs a wingman.
Once I had mopped the floor, whaddayaknow, but top foxy Newsreader Sophie Rayworth knocked on the front door (in her PJ's no less) asking if she could come in for a glass of cold milk and a chat on the sofa. I had to turn her away coz' the fridge is a couple of paces across the floor, which was still wet of course. Bloody typical!