Atchoo!

So many poofs and dykes in Sainsburys this evening - I'm not sure but I'm beginning to think Croydon is developing a disproportionately large concentration.

I was in a branch of Sainsburys about a hundred miles from here the other day watching three security guards standing quite menacingly in the entrance to the shop, hands in pockets and chewing gum. I thought that was just a one-off, a rogue store; but tonight in Croydon the guard was filling up the soft drinks fridge. Slipshod management attitudes will lead to more crises for that retailer, mark my words.

We had a really nice time down in Salisbury between Christmas and just after New Year when we came back for work. Lampshade shopping featured prominently one day, I recall. Steve cooked I think every day we were down, battling some of the time with a nasty cold, so he did rather well. But it was a good break from the routine.

I have that cold now.

Our shower packed up soon after we came back in the New Year, and until an engineer from Triton turns up in two weeks time we are having to have baths each morning, which isn't ideal from economic or time management viewpoints. So today we have bought a temporary rubber hose shower attachment for the bathroom sink taps; I'll let you know how we get on with it, in case you care.

Well we bought some Prosecco while we were out so in a bit we'll stick our new Simpsons movie (thanks Geoff) on and drift into a nice Saturday evening haze.