No ball, no game, no dog

Hoorah the day is here, it's the final cone day and I'm actually not sure who's happier!

Today's title comes from an episode of homes under the hammer...its been that kind of day.

Work til 3, brief ID issue when trying to buy wine from the co-op "Alright love, how old are you". Me - having to think about it - "Erm....30" "oh alright then thats £5.56 please". And now pjs, but fat lamb kebab and crap on tv.

I say it every week but I bloomin love Saturday's.