Exercising my inner Vogon.

Weather's holding up. Hurrah! I can hear an ice-cream van for the first time in... what seems like forever. Time to stick on another wash in case it holds!

Course, I'm stuck inside finishing off that blasted essay and purging myself of some more stuff. Another 4 feet of books going. Am quite surprised at how many books I've got rid of this year, without buying many. Maybe a dozen bought all year. Hmm.

Apparently the phone has been going crazy all afternoon, Martha shouted in to see if I wanted anything down town and small humans have been hammering on the front door. Never heard a bit of it. Was watching Stagecoach again. I'd forgotten how much I like Saturday afternoon movies.

Wish I was in Dublin though, 'twas Simon's birfday yesterday and I have a present for him. Known him the best part of a decade now, I think. Crikey. Lovely man, though.