Saturday night was rather fun, in a too much to drink sort of way. RJ and Emma and I demolished 5 bottles of wine at Pinkwitch Towers.
Sunday I was feeling a little run down...
Today I dismantled some steel shelves in my bedroom and moved my filing cabinet out into the hall... No easy task! It involved blood letting, a few strong words, taking everything out moving it and then put everything back... while my tax files were out I decided to call my accountant and see if he could fit me in next week. I always get very nervous when I call my accountant, I live in fear that he'll of retired. I need not of worried he was at his desk and I'm seeing him on the 12th.
This evening popped in to see Dave then on to a Doctor Who night at Louis.
Home now and wide awake due to too much coffee. I guess it's too late at night to start taking another set of steel shelves apart?
