Bizarre day really. I woke up and suggested to Jon that given I've been here three weeks and I'm now going to stay an extra week, I might go and crash at Barry's. He thought that would be a good idea as he's still reclaiming the flat after Rob left and was feeling a bit "not in my own space." I wish he'd told me earlier (I've given plenty of opportunities) but I'm not that fussed as it was all amicable and we'd rather not start to get on each others' nerves.

Once that was out of the way the day was actually really good fun. I sort of got some stuff done - there's a sudden content drought - and lots of other things too. Mightily chuffed with today's results. All extra invoices too! Rah

Got home to a note on the door that said "A man from the council said that you're (sic) bathroom window is not frosted, so people can see through." Rah!

We ended up watching Bridget Jones's Diary very late at night and laughing lots at it. I look forward to watching it with Brian and pointing out all the good bits in a really irritating style.