In other news, I turned into a real-man™ again on Sunday. After playing badminton with Phil in the morning I spent the afternoon re-felting the garden tool shed. (Careful with that axe, Eugene). In the evening I reverted to type and cooked a meal before we went out.
In other other news, Mark and Amparo were here for a flying visit. I drank myself into a stupor on Friday evening at the Telegraph but managed to behave on Sunday night.