Thanks to the wonders of the internet, and an unusually good week for Royal Mail, you can get printer cartridges delivered pretty quickly sometimes...


I think it's turned out pretty well. In fact I'm tempted to take Lisa's Valentine's Day gift back to the shop, and wrap that up instead. But I'm not sure they do refunds at Poundland.

In other, marginally less important news, I should probably mention that I'm still alive. Mainly because I wasn't in Brighton today. Shortly after Lisa and Amelie rode past on a bus home from playgroup, a wanted man was caught between a Rock (and a hard) Place, and lost his life in a police sting. Possibly for anaphylactic reasons.


I don't know what's more criminal: the dead man's record or the use of that apostrophe.