. . . and I turned up at M****'s . . . Dom seemed to be writing all over Liz . . . Liz, when not being written upon was dancing all over the place . . . Anna was drinking her gin and tonic, M**** was getting drinks and whatever. And some god awful music was playing, but soon learned that this was the CD recently advertised by the Hamiltons, Neil and Christine . . . something involving cheese and party, you know?

Went to sleep at about half three in the morning. Popped home after waking up, for breakfast and to do a spot of DIY - boring a hole into Tania's door in order to insert this, erm . . . a catch for the door, basically, so that it would shut and remain shut. A metal sphere, a spring and a metal case to go around it all, the case being screwed into the door, you see? This was done within 15/20 minutes and then I went back to M****'s for 14:00. And then off to Ilkley we went, just me, M**** and Anna. Walked and ran around Ilkley Moor a bit, but as we started the walk back to the car (having gone along Millenium Way until time got against us), the rain started, so a sense of urgency . . . erm . . . you know . . . sense of urgency . . . was needed. Yes. Made it back to the car, gave directions to a couple of cyclists who were seeking the 'Cow and Calf' (the rocks or the pub?), and then drove there ourselves, passing them along the way. So, yeah . . . I gotta go, anyway . . . gotta get to work.