Hello. Got a major cold today. I should probably take something for it, but the symptoms change rapidly. At the moment I have a sort of all over ache to my head, including teeth. I expect it will go by tomorrow though, or at least, pretty much.

I've done quite a bit today. I got up about 12, and at about 1 when my mum got home I decided to take the leftover insulation back to Travis Perkins. But when I was getting in the car I noticed some deep scratches along the bottom section of the back bumper on the driver's side. Noone knows how they got there! I'm sure it wasn't me though.

So on my way to Travis Perkins I stopped off at Haines and Strange to buy yet more aerosol paint. I don't know if I'll have time to spray it this holiday, especially with the weather being bad and the garage being full of rubbish.

Finally sent Laurent and Letizia an email.

This afternoon, I dismantled or rather destroyed my brother's old bunk beds. Although they were very rickety, it took a fair while to bring them down. They are no longer though. The wardrobe is currently enjoying the same fate. The room looks a lot bigger.

Hopefully, I'll get some of his stuff in the loft, and by the end of today the room will look a lot lot better. I guess some of you are wondering why he can't put his own stuff in the loft. I often wonder similar things. It's the sort of thing that hits you at 12.30am on the M40. The answer, however, is plausible I suppose. He is petrified (I don't use the word loosely) of spiders. I remember only a year or 2 ago (he was about 19-20) he'd call my mum upstairs in a worried voice to remove a money spider from the far corner of the room on the ceiling.

Well, it feels about 1am to me. I think I'll get off the computer now.