Ugh

I have a hangover. A headache. A bit of shakiness. Hunger.

Thanks Niall, your champagne was excellent.

The Builder is gone. He has sneakily kept a set of keys to our house. Sigh. I guess we'll be changing seven locks too... in the house of doors. But it's worth it.

Bring on the weekend.

Why are none of my UK blogmates posting? I'm glad they're all out having fun but, really, I need to spend more time not thinking, just reading something...