I'm on my way. Got to be better than dealing with DS and DH being at loggerheads over a sodding computer game resulting in tears and ultimatums and more tears and general bloody stupid stubborn manshapes. FFAS. It wasn't what I needed having got back from swimming with DS feeling absolutely wiped out. They have made up now, thank goodness.
We had a stirfry for tea. I say we, because DS ate half of mine 
I am now going to have an early night and sit on my tablet-thingy glare at my subconscious until it obliges with rampant HBF dreams. (I live in hope, but with very little expectation.)
V is for Vinnie being sent round to deal with everyone's work fuckwits. TGIF tomorrow....
DH says he's put a bottle of Rose in the fridge for the weekend. Can't think why he's done that, we must have someone who likes it coming to visit.
Night all.