Little Wonder

Well, the girl's busy reading her book tonight, a kids book called Wonder (about a boy with facial disfigurement) which she read out to me in bed last night and I quite enjoyed it. But she's refused to read me a story today so I'm taking over the blip.

Typical Monday blues in the office, too much work and I still feel hungover, battered and bruised following Saturday's night out with the boys. But I'm off to Hastings tomorrow for interviews, it's always good to get out but then I do miss seeing my lovely lady and the home comforts (although I'll try and make up for it with a good dinner in the hotel!). Still, it's only a couple of days away...

Ciao!