The final countdown

Only two more days of hell to go. Two more days of that crappy office-that-manners-forgot. Two more days of dull data inputting because that's what I've been reduced to over the last year. Hoo-fucking-rah.

Its only two days rather than four (I finish on Friday) because I've got Wednesday & Thursday off. Me & my chums are off on a day trip to Cardiff on Wednesday to check out the castle & museums & shopping and not look at all the Dr Who locations at all, no sirree. We're absolutely, positively not going to try to spot Billie & David & Russell et al filming the new series. And we're definitely not going to have lunch at a cafe used in one of last series' eps. Ahem!

On Thursday I shall be a laydee who lunches, swigging pots of tea and ramming jam & cream scones down my gullet with my bestest friend. Its a good job we're not really 'ladies who lunch' as we'd both be the size of several large houses by now. I'm already the size of a modest terrace in Wigan...