This afternoon I had a great time at the London Dungeon. If you haven't been you must go. The real highlight was when Jack the Ripper jumped out on one of the visitors who screamed and screamed while the rest of us fell about laughing but only because we were relieved it wasn't us. At the end of the visit is a ride which raises you up in the air and then drops vertically. This was fine except I had a skirt which flew up as I flew down - thankfully the picture taken did not capture this moment. After the Dungeon it was off to a restaurant near Waterloo and some nice Meze and a beer - I refrained from the cocktails - only because I thought I would have to take the boy rugby. So at 5 I left the party and came home only to find the boys father already home. Apparently he has been to look at a flat so had come home early. Unfortunately the flat is not acceptable so there is no party here tonight. I am seriously thinking we may have to sell the house and me and the boy get our own flat nearer his school, perhaps then we can start living a reasonably normal life.

Anyway off of that boring subject. Tomorrow evening I am at my sisters, however that is after a boozy lunch with a friend, whom I haven't seen since before Christmas. I am really looking forward to seeing her and I know we will spend the afternoon catching up on each others lives.

I might even arrange a dogwalking date with her.