Michelle

Sounds feasable, Stephen is working in Derby tomorrow, and I'm going up to do a bit of retail therapy, so fingers crossed the latest we'll be leaving Derby is 5pm.

Oooh, oooh, me, me! Must be ferking mad.

:smt039 I do apologise, I've been away during the week. I can't really comment on any of it anyway, as I don't deliver the mail - thank god! At least most people seem to have (for once!) managed to distinguish the difference bewteen Royal Mail and the Post Office! Of course with us being on the front line, we're the one's that get it in the neck for RM's inability to deliver, but hey there's not much we can do about that. All I can say is if something is really that important to you, FFS don't send it Recorded - it just goes in with all the other 1st/2nd class mail, and only gives you compensation up to £36. Special Delivery is the way to go - RM will and do look after those much better (they're all handled separately anyway) because they have much, much more to lose if they're not delivered/ go missing- insurance can go as high as £2,500 on a single item, or consequential loss up as high as £10k.

Got call at 12:30 offering me a ticket for the game today, so... Saturday: Work 10:00 - 2:00, race to SMS for kick-off, home to watch GP quali, wedding reception in evening.

They should've done a set of player photos with the dartboard, so you could aim at the most appropriate one based on performances.

Today: Work (understaffed), nothing in evening. Saturday: Work 9:00 - 2:00, watch GP quali, wedding reception in the evening Sunday: Watch GP, not much else. Prediction: 2.7/10

Can't be arsed to describe it all. 'Twas good though, ya. Rating 8.793/10.

The FIA wins the Ferrari/McLaren fight again. Massa's penalty - highly deserved Lewis' penalty - a tad debatable Bourdais' penalty - should've been Massa's Ferking outrageous.

Dr Legg (EastEnders)

Zilch. Hurrah.

Smoked for me. Nice and crispy, on brown bread, with HP Sauce and a sprinkling of freshly ground black pepper. Occassionally throw a fried egg into the equation, just for something different. Damn, I'm hungry. I'm off to have some bacon.

Mmmm, bacon. Friday: Been to doc, had hair cut, lunch shortly then off to Londonium for a charity gig at Shepherd's Bush Empire. Saturday: Should have been day off and up to Cambridge, now having to work due to member of staff walking out. Watch Japanese GP qualifying and have a few drinkies in the evening. Sunday: Watch Japanese GP, set up office properly, evening meal out to celebrate Al de Man's birthday. Old git.

My super duper exclusive pack turned up today, had it on free download since yesterday. First chance to have a proper listen will be tomorrow. Better get a shift on really, I'm seeing them a week tomorrow!

And what did you get up to then, eh?

Friday: Takeaway with friends in New Milton, spent hours trying to book a holiday and failed. Saturday: Finally got holiday booked. Drove to Coventry, had some drinkies and nosh. Went to pap football match. Got driven home. Went to bed. Sunday: Had lie in. Spent most of afternoon at in-laws setting up their broadband and helped them buy a laptop. Home for dinner, sorted out washing, fixed handles on to wardrobes, bath and bed. Rating: 2/10.

Woooh, spooky.

See? You should've come to the game.

Drive to Coventry ready for the game.

Tonight: Been round at friends house in New Milton, got a takeaway in and failed in trying to book our holiday. Saturday: Lie in, book hair appointment, drive to Coventry, pub, watch Saints win again, sleep in car on way back, possibly to Talking Heads for gig (depends what time the band I want to see is on) Sunday: As yet unplanned. More than likely will result in painting the skirting board in the office, and building the desk up. Also better do some food shopping, as we haven't really done a proper shop for about five weeks.

How predictable. You're slipping old boy.

If it's only for the reason that the station is miles from the ground, I may consider offering to pick you up. Unless you have any other valid reason for not wanting to get the train, which would render my offer pointless anyway.

Depends where you're going. (One assumes you were referring to thinking about going to Coventry, and therefore also might have thought about what time you might be wanting to get there.)

What time are you thinking of arriving?

Maybe. I have very selective memory of the day as well.

From which end?