Teh busy

I've been working a lot recently. I'm looking forward to next week, when I just work the one day.

Sunday was sociable - went for lunch with my aunt and uncle. I was dreading it, but it turned out ok in the end. And then we saw malcygoff for a pint in the evening, which was better than ok :)

Monday, I took the midget for a walk on Symonds Yat. Following a great family parenting tradition of teaching the next generation what happens when WEATHER GOES BAD!!!! The Wye was hugely swollen, which meant an essential trip back and forwards across Bibblins Bridge (sp?), several high speed splashes through knee deep water in the mommy-mobile, then watching giant haybales float solemnly by while we had wine and flapjack. That last bit reminded me of a scene from Deliverance.

Going hiking at the weekend, then, like I said, just the one day of work next week.

Oh, arse!

Gads. I was supposed to be going out with my brother to see the new Guy Ritchie film tomorrow, and he's just dropped the bombshell that instead of being a bro'n'sis night, he's invited his GF along too. Firstly, it was a bro'n'sis night. Secondly, she'll hate it even more than she normally hates everything that isn't vapid and/or pink. Thirdly, they're the most tedious couple on the planet to hang out with because, as I think I mentioned before, they alternately snog to the exclusion of everyone else, then have nasty vicious rows.

And he's already bought tickets.

Is it wrong to pull a sicky? It's worth 7 quid not to have to waste an evening I'd rather spend at home with 0ct0pus and the midget.