Buff my bouncy floor

Well since the kitchen was finished I have had approximately three days in which to sprawl over my worktops and put things in the dishwasher and take them out again smugly. I have been missing it!

The day after it was finished we shot off to Shoreham for a house party stayed in a lovely pub, drove back to London, got a tattoo finished and then I got straight on a flight.

I have been stuck in Madrid for a week of pouring rain and work conference. It was pretty bad- The only fun thing being that the travel industry is so ridiculously camp you can have a really good game of "gay or not gay" with seventy travel professionals in the room. Particularly when they are south American, which can cause many people's gaydars to read inaccurately.

I would love to post pictures but I actually quite like having a job so you'll have to come over to mine if you want to play.

Anyway, I made it back from Madrid, just about. My school friend arrived almost immediately I got through the door, then there was a birthday party for another friend in Brockwell Park (Many, many babies- oh my god, so many babies. We hid in the corner with some fags and the Sunday paper). Then back to work. Soooo tired, sooo useless.

But today, I am back on it again. As I speak, there is a man buffing my bouncy floor, and you don't get to say that very often. Then our floor colour might even match right the way across the room. (or nearly....)

Another bonus.. a huge sack of vegetables just arrived free. This was the result of my uselessness but looks like a very cunning plan.
We (OK, me) decided to order a veg box delivery at 2am having just put everything back in the kitchen and drunk all the booze. Naturally I screwed up the order and then had to go back online and try to "amend" our choices the next day. The net result is that we got a very small salad bag turning up on the doorstep instead of what we actually wanted.
Get Chris to phone up and complain that they had messed up our first order and we have just got £12 worth of organic vegetables for nothing. It's a big sack and I'm feeling very domesticated.
Who says it doesn't pay to be crap?