Witchdoctor's Brew

The lovely boy has gone to Amsterdam for a holiday and I've been put in charge if this ominous box of bottles in the cupboard. I'm meant to unscrew the bottles to let the gas out so they don't explode, but my weak girly hands aren't strong enough. Wondering what to do... My options are: leave them till he gets home (think he's home tonight but not sure), knock on the Italian guys' over the hall and ask them to unscrew (though they don't speak fabulous english and it might be a bit of a trial to communicate), or try persuade Matt to come over. Mmmm.

Might just leave them!

Long day today, launching new website at work, total trial. Early bed for me.