It is early. It is raining. It is the second time I have written this entry as it crashed. It is the first day of the school holidays. Officially it was last week, however today is the first day I have not taken the poppy red car along the M2. I am ensconced on the sofa, listening to Christian O'Connell through the TV, contemplating the two boxes of work to be completed and the tasks assigned to me by others.

Is it really a year since my last long boring summer where desperation saw me road testing different supermarkets? Time flies does it not?

This evening I am lucky enough to be joined once again by the lovely Emily to continue the artistic endeavours of the weekend. My kitchen still resembles the floor of the local newspaper's print room and my house is filled with marvellous original artworks. This including a masterpiece created by me, which last night sold for an inflated price of 20p. I may post photos of completed artworks later.

If you are lucky :)