I thought I'd stopped all this nearly three months ago, but I've missed coming online to make a show of myself and to be pass-remarkable about others. It remains fabulous fun.
No more today - got to go to work. Except that the house next door has been rented to a family (it is a very small house) with two dogs which shit in the back garden. The family leave the turds there for days on end. Also, they've been banging nails into the walls and hanging their trinkets and such like and have dangled a pipe connected up to the clothes drier out of the kitchen window. I'm just hoping they'll do a moonlight flit; I can't believe that the tremendous fusser of a woman who owns the place would have knowingly rented it to such unsavouries. However, in her case, it's divine retribution. By the way, the bloke lifts weights in the garden too. Ghastly, horrible, dreadful.
