Watching ‘The Golden Compass’. A more disjointed, overly complex pile of mush I’ve never seen. And we’re not even half way.
Just about got into the swing of this holiday. Back to work on monday. Joy.
People arriving soon. This social interaction thing is harder in real life.
The Royle Family is genius. Flame retarded sofa, my arse.
I have been given enough whisky to float a boat. This, surely, is a sign that my family want me to be happy.