I woz robbed - TWICE

Daylight robbery #1 (It was probably light cos it was the longest day)

During Tuesday night we were broken into.

I noticed something untoward (great word) when Dandy's howling woke me up as the cats should have been locked in the kitchen. I came down into the kitchen and all the drawers were open. Nothing messy - well, no more than usual so I wouldn't really have been able to tell the difference if they'd emptied drawer contents all over the floor - and nothing obviously missing.

Apart from the back door lock.

Daylight robbery #2

Obviously we needed to get the back door to lock again so we called out a locksmith.

£701.95

Nuff said.

I've broken my liver

Well I think I have, I'm tender just below my ribs on my right side. Soooooooo, I'm off the alcohol and on to the milk thistle to see if there is any improvement.

I have also started a diet.

So that's me at the moment.......

- no fags
- no alcohol
- no nice food

and still got hormonal little shit Theo and miserable old twat Jonathan to contend with.

Bummer.

Rather nice weather actually

It was bloody boiling in France. I got all red and as I was on the cusp of going brown I thought we'd bring the weather back with us - only just fit in the boot.

Apart from the weather (being lovely) we had quite a good time and I actually drank LESS - not quite sure how that worked but would have liked to have brought that home with me.

So here I am, all summer stretching before me and I can only think of decorating and tidying the house to fill the time. Which to me sounds sooooo dull. I need rescuing.

Therefore, if anyone's in the West Yorkshire area and fancies buying me a coffee, do let me know.