The Internet router broke today, which put a damper on my web page overhaul. Mr nut thought we should buy a new Internet, so he could watch 'roary the racing car' on the computer. We went swimming instead.

I lost my swimming costume. I've been meaning to get another because I don't like it but its still a bitch because I'm broke. I don't like it enough it go out and look for it though.

Mr Jim came home only to be sent out again to buy Internet.

Put the nut to bed and found him a little while late sitting on the loo with a little tear trickling down his cheek. I'd forgotten to remind him to have a wee. It was dark and scary, apparently. Mr nut is not used to winter. I felt very bad, we had to find his torch, incase of night time emergencies. Poor little nut.