Today I have mainly been updating my web-site, clearing up around the house and . . . I think that's about it, really. Collected a parcel from Royal Mail (a cute little USB key-ring sized, solid-state drive). Erm . . . oh, and we've been trying to keep A****** awake throughout most of today as he insisted on keeping us up throught (throught? What is 'throught'?) large chunks of last night. Dunno if this is gonna work, but it's kinda funny. I think the poor thing was just a bit freaked at having been moved around from house to house. I say that, but it seems whenever we think we've worked out what's bugging him, something else comes along.