The all seeing eye

There is no escape. You can't even take a look through the windows of the local shops these days without feeling that the Blip boys are on your case.

In less Big Brother type news, my Joe played in a hard fought draw this morning and the house is now full of amazing smells as Ruby, her pal, and Eve are baking the most chocolate laden sandwich cake of all time. They are so engrossed they didn't want to go and watch people wake boarding in their pants. So, instead, I wrote bile fueled emails to the council who think it's ok to attach their scaffolding to my house without even bothering to ask.