A peaceful night, interrupted by the balcony door collapsing (builders) and me bolting it back together with a teaspoon, swearily. Of course now Mr C wants to get out and the teaspoon won't budge.
There's a thread on teen scams, students who think they're criminal masterminds. This Brilliant Way to Beat the System made me cackle
'At the cinema I worked in, when staff were in watching a film, they’d fill a bag with pick n mix and get their mate to weigh a biro and just pay for that.'
I don't think we're in danger from a new generation of Moriartys 