Oh my word, I'm strangely emotional today. I cried watching Nanny 911, I cried watching Pom Poko, and I cried when Abbie sang to me. It's quite strange really, I try not to cry too much, but today I'm like a leaky tap.
Tomorrow a guy from Greencycle Brighton is coming over to collect my spare washing machine tomorrow, and then I'm going to ask my Daddy to plumb my new one in. Hurrah! I like being able to help out. The washing machine that's going came from Crawley Freecycle about 5 years ago, so it's carrying on the circle of life.
I'm not sure what's going on this weekend. Abbie's father is due to visit, but as per usual, with 48 hours left before he's due to arrive, I've heard nothing. I'm too bored of repeating the same complaint though. He won't change. He's always been a self centred little berk.