Each to their own

Will and I had a fire side dinner this evening, our poached eggs on toast were v tasty- just like we were camping.

I am a bit fed up of rubbish work news that I try not to take personally. Today's was nothing new, I'm no worse off but I had hoped for better.

On the house front the odd couple (not my parents) apparently want to come back next week. Which may just be estate agent bollocks. I have decided we should at least make an effort to go and see some houses so have rustled some appointments. Two look rubbish, the third is a tremendous amount of money.

In other news I have bought a Euro millions ticket. That will solve all the problems.