Home again, temporarily.

Finished work at 4.30pm - after getting some good stuff done despite hangover and Becherovka Bowels - and staggered out into the big bad world of the M4. I got home at about 7.20pm after chatting with Philip about his "Ready Steady Cook" experience (they wouldn't let him have Smarties) and other people en route.

Card statement indicates litre of beer and litre of Becherovka at Prague Duty Free rolled in at a whopping £6. And that's "expensive airport prices" apparently!

Graham sent me a picture of me high kicking in his apartment, after some Becherovka. Oh god. I am such a lush. Still - at least I now know what Martin looks like!

Em thanked me for the duress present, which was nice. No major reconciliation but a smile and the thought so that's a good thing! She's got into some MLM thing and I can't bear myself to be cynical infrnot of her. Oh well.

Letter from Nat West manager thanking me for Sarah's flowers on behalf of everyone in the branch because people only write to complain these days and it's really nice when they don't. People in branch must now think I'm marvellous!