There’s just 40 minutes left of what has been a bit of a crap day.
I’ve had what’s left of my hair removed by my wife who wasn’t paying attention. I now look like Evan Davis! I have to keep checking that I haven’t got any of the kids fuzzy felts stuck to my head.
I got lost countless times trying to fund this here hotel. Bloody “crap-nav” letting me down big-time.
About the only thing that’s making things ok is that I’m having a better day than Gaddafi.