Okay, after my vintage hair run in with the Pompidours on Saturday I have twisted a load of wet socks in my hair and am now going to sleep to see what the result will be.
It's been kind of a mad start to today which I must just mention briefly. Matt drove the cab back very early in the morning as it had to be tested - but he had hurt his foot, getting a big blister from wearing his new shoes. So we ended up walking in the dark across a rather wet Victoria Park to his boat to get him a pair of trainers. Just what you need before you start work at 7.30am. Of course, I didn't really mind, it was a morning of character.
The ginger cat is settling down in front of the computer now, time to go. x