I watched the Ultimate Cut of Watchmen last night. It was 3hrs 35mins long. It was a slog, I'll not deny it. The filthy cheese was ace though.
Woke up at 6:45am because the little cat was mewing, stuck on the bastard wardrobe. Where was she yesterday when I could have done with an alarm call?!
Got another 2 hours kip and sprung out of bed like a slightly hungover ninja. Made breakfast for me and Melissa, and she caught up on her TV shows while I set about the arduous task of cleaning my "office" for the valuation on Monday. I made very good progress. I rewarded myself with a length CODBO session, and then, after bathing Melissa and myself went to (the) ASDA for some cleaning products and other sundries.
Got home, unpacked, and then headed up to The Stanley for tea with the in-laws. We were due a BBQ but the weather was inclement (it pissed down for most of the day) so we went there and ate. It was lovely. I heard some horror stories about kids.
This evening, Britain's Got Talent, obviously, and then we may watch a film, but Melissa's back is playing up and so she might go to bed leaving just me to watch a film.
See you tomorrow.
