It's cold outside ...

It was a long day yesterday. Up at 04:55, back home at just gone midnight. A flight to Blackpool on the hottest day up North this century. It was a funeral visit, so not much fun there. It was an emotional day, and I think appreciated by all those concerned.

We even had fish and chips. Ray Knobbs all the way.

It's touching a ton today. We shouldn't have to work. We should all be paddling. My mum just called to say she was on the beach.

The man Mini Bent signed a new 4 year deal yesterday. Quality, although it's not worth the paper it's written on, and if he's banged in a few and we are safe, he'll go in January.

It's a trip to Whitstable on Friday. Although the planned train strike is now off. Well suspended anyway.

There's Channel Fours Wank week coming up. There are a few people I know that much be practicing as I speak.

My tune of the day: Ever after - Rasmus Farber