Beulah, peel me a grape.

I think Hairy Face has gone back to sleep. We should have been out the house by now. He did burn his arm quite badly yesterday on piping hot curry. I've told him to get it seen to by a doctor as it looks to be a 2nd degree burn but he insists that he's fine. I'm keeping an eye on him.

He did fall back asleep! I'm going to bumble about until he's ready to go shopping. We're running out of food!

Right, I've got to get back into writing regularly again. I'll get an update of what's happened at some point but for now:

1. At work the team I was in got disbanded near Christmas. One was made redundant (went travelling for a few months in America and Cananda and has now landed himself a contract job for a year in Amsterdam), the rest of us got other jobs. The job they gave me was a promotion and a payrise of 6k in disguise. I was very pleased.

2. Guinea pigs are still going strong. Currently have a total of 26. I think. I don't know. There's too many. Two babies got taken away/eaten/devoured by either a bloody cat or a crow/magpie/sparrowhawk. The babies have now been moved to safer location.

Now I have to get all the reusable bags together to go food shopping in a half an hour.

Good to see most of you are still blogging away like demons, I really should take a leaf out of your books.