well the rant went on a bit - I eventually calmed down by wednesday. this had a bit of a disasterous effect on my weekend. Friday night as always when she hasnt got her kids me CG were out on the town - up Wanstead High Street into the Cuckfield - spending the night laughing. Especially funny was the group of young guys who decided to show each other their underpants. the red ones were particularly nice. Although none of them were as nice as the 27 year old I had met at Victoria Station in the afternoon. I wont say any more about that.....except plain clothes police really should have better things to do!

We then bumped into some guys who we had met a few weeks ago who seemed to think we had abducted one of their friends admittedly he had asked CG out but she had spoken to him the next day saying she didnt want to. This led to a lot of disbelieve and questioning on their part - as to what we had done with him. All was OK though coz he turned up a little while later just to prove he was alive and kicking.

Sunday was a truly dreadful day with the exception that I bought some new clothes. These had all been tried on the day before in the presence of a couple of girlfriends who are now my official advisers in these matters. The new clothes were pretty essential - having now lost over four stone my old clothes - even those that were too small are now much to big. On Saturday the trying on trip had been followed by copious amounts of wine. I have to say the new clothes all look fantastic - especially the underwear. I have decided I will buy a few things every month to keep my wardrobe up to date.

Then back to boring work - although I have to say I cant remember a time when I have been quite so busy..........