The party didn't finish too late, but I still only slept for about 2 hours. Annabel's wee-inducing fishtank didn't help; nor did Lucy's sleep-whispering.

Got to work 9 even though I wasn't due until 11.30, so spent a while lounging and trying to make myself eat breakfast (I couldn't face it for a long time).

Andy came to see the photobooth photos, which he loved - they were playing on the tv in the staff room by lunch time.

I went home to kill Harry, who'd got too drunk and knocked out all the electricity in the house.