Mrs F just emailed me to say hi.

She is enjoying cocktails as the sun sets, and as his her way, she said something rather naughty.

"Yes it is, and you do realise that last message went out as a post on your blog?"

I replied.

"Oh shit! did it really"

The gullible and rather tipsy Mrs F panicked.

"YES, its up on your site now and........Gotcha!"

I think, she is going to kill me when she gets back.

hehehehehehehe

As in "I have just eaten an entire packet of!"

Yummy.

Problem is, every time I belch the office is swamped by brazilian monkeys!

And there are some animals on this earth that that particular "hairstyle" just does not work on!

Eeeew!

I am avoiding Glasgow Steve.

Which is pretty hard as he sits next to me.

He has had his earphones in all day and been very very studiously getting on with work and saying nothing at all to anyone.

Why?

Well he called up yesterday asking for today as annual leave. But due to the amount of work we have on and the fact he had had Monday to Wednesday off already, he was turned down.

He is giving off those quiet, peacefull vibes that only volcanoes manage to radiate before they go BOOOOM!

Anyway, I am going to tip toe past for a cup of coffee.

First, thank you for the "advice" via text, comment and post about me going to the doctors. It's nice that you care.

I am still wobbly but not as bad as yesterday. Last night my head felt like it had been pumped full of lead. Sleeping in a bed that feels like it is being tipped up on its side everytime you move your head is an adventure, to say the least.

But it is getting better, so no need for a doctors visit.

I did try and play my guitar last night as someone suggested, but every time I looked down at the fret board I felt like I was falling off my chair. So I stopped doing that, as I don't really need to look at it as I play but old habits die hard the movie.

Or something.

Anyway.

I will NOT be going on about it any more.

Which means I will have to find something else to blog about in this event free area of London.

Talk to you tomorrow then.

Tonight in London we are all being urged to turn off all non-essential lights for an hour from 21.00. Some of the capitals biggest tourist spots are going to go dark as well – Buckingham Palace, St Pauls and even the neon signs in Piccadilly Circus will go off.

This is all to highlight the fact that if we all made an effort to save energy we could stop the polar bears crying and heal our environment. Or something.

The thing is that in the lead up to this great event, I have noticed loads of adverts for things that just seemed designed to waste energy. Things no one has mentioned turning off, or even pointed to as totally stupid energy wasting ideas.

Like Kettles with lights in them that change colour and make the water look pretty! Blue for cold and Red for boiled. What the hell do you need one of those for?

And air fresheners with fans in them that you plug in, waste energy, and feel good in the knowledge that your house no longer smells of the take away cartons in the bin you cant be arsed to chuck out, because the little electric fan is wafting summer meadow freshness around your abode.

And best of these (in fact a combination of the two) air fresheners with colour changing bulbs in! What the fuck is the point of that! A light show and a lovely smell. Oh well now that makes perfect sense.

So turning off the light in the hallway will make a ton of difference.

Oh right.