One week in

And I am running out of things to do. It's a good job that Paul's wedding is next week as it's taking two days out. I am going to be really bored after an another three weeks of this

I've resigned, today

So I am leaving my job - brilliant.

So its goodbye to Dig and hello MK (not the dons)

Dammit

I should also point out that Jules and I both placed a bet on the footy before the tournament started. Unbelievably our two teams made the final, we must be good at this.

Jules won.

Dammit

Kitchens

For those of you interested in the ongoing saga of the kitchen, it is well, ongoing. Can I mention that B&Q are the worst company in the world.

Fingers crossed in another couple of weeks it will actually be finished.

Post event...

I can safely say the stag do was a success, though I do seem to have a few chunks of me missing and a number of painful areas - for which frankly I blame the Tarzan swings.

Roll on the wedding.

Kitchens and stags

Are the two things dominating my mind this week. We have a kitchen (thanks to Jules shouting at B&Q and being an organising queen), but not all of it works yet, hopefully it will soon.

It's Paul's stag do this weekend, I think it might be an unusual one.....

When England is not there

I turn to gambling it would seem.

After initially vowing not to watch Euro 2008 because England failed to make it, I've had a change of heart, but how to make it interesting when obviously I don't have any one to shout for. (These days international Wednesday players are hard to come by).

The answer is betting. So come on Germany, a massive £5 of my money is riding on you my lads.

After yesterday, it would seem I'm on to a winner.