Sweaty Betty

Ooh, summer is here at last. Well, ok, not quite but its bloody scorching up here and I'm walking around without my jacket on for the first time this year. I can finally ditch my winter coat, scarf and gloves. Hurrah!

Am popping in here as usual but this week I'm on my way to meet a bunch of people I've only chatted with on the net. A group of Dr Who fans from the Outpost Gallifrey forum are out and about for drinkies today. I'm a bit nervous as I'm quite shy with people I don't know. Actually I think I may know two of them already but not really well. At least we'll all have something in common to talk about. Especially the new series billboards that have sprung up around town. I'm so sadly excited about new Who. I've even warmed to the idea of Billie as the companion. She can't be any worse than Bonnie Langford...

And talking of wooden things... (d'you see what I did there?) is there anyone out there who knows something about retail law? Its more curiosity than anything but there's a furniture shop that I pass on the way to work that I think may be being a bit naughty. I've been passing it virtually every day for the past three years and in all that time, no matter how many sales they have on, the prices of the items never seems to change. In particular there's a pine double bed with gothic style carving that I've been lusting after for ages and I'm sure its always been £400. They've had so many sales stickers* on it but I'm certain its always been the same price. Is this legal? (*They even had a closing down sale last year but funnily enough the shop is still open for business)

I've done a bit for Comic Relief today by buying the Peter Kay/Tony Christie single. In fact I did my bit last week by buying the Little Britain DVD but I lost the bag with it and a George Michael double cd somewhere in Manchester. I tried to retrace my steps and asked in this net cafe, Caffe Nero and the bus company but it hasn't turned up anywhere. Seems like some fucker has helped themselves to it. And now HMV have sold out of the DVDs so I can't buy another one. Arse.

On the plus side my faith in humanity (well, teenagers) has been been restored as some young lad has just given me his net caff ticket with some spare credit on. What a nice young man. I managed to say thanks but I must confess I was a bit stunned. Must be the weather.