I have spent today feeling just a little tired. I had to get up at 8 and I realise that going to bed at 3 and getting up at 8 is something that really should just be a memory of my teenage years rather than a real life experience now. How on earth will I cope with Glastonbury where I suspect there will be little sleep.

Talking of Glastonbury my friend and I feel a planning evening coming on including a flag making session - apparently we need a flag otherwise we will not be able to find the tent. Knowing my sense of direction I doubt whether I will be able to find the tent with a flag. Further good news is that her dad has offered to take us down (aren't dads wonderful).

Next week I am as busy in the evenings as I am in the day. You know sometimes work really does get in the way of my social life. Still I will be able crash out next weekend - well i think I will. I'm never really quite sure what I am doing from one day to the next - which is the way I like things - can't stand planning - although having a vague notion of whats going to happen is quite useful. The question now is bath, ironing or surfing the net? Can't make up my mind. Wonder if you can do all three at the same time!