Today started quite terribly. I spent Monday in Plymouth and didn't get back till late, 600 miles of driving and I had to get back on the road at 8am this morning. I woke about 6.30, half an hour before the alarm. I let the dogs out, boiled a kettle and checked on the boy (who is now sleeping till 7.30 am :-)) I went upstairs and started running a bath. I then made a terrible mistake.

I started running a bath and went back to bed "till the alarm went off". 40 minutes later I woke to the sound of water dripping, sorry no, pouring over the side of the bath, and through the ceiling into the utility room via the light. The dog's were drenched and confused at the apparent rain indoors, but failed to raise the alarm in the style of Lassie or even Skippy - "what's that Skippy? The dogs are drowning in bed?"

Fortunately Pete (my father-in-law) saved thye lights, dried them out and reconnecyted them and we caught the leak early enough to save the ceiling plaster. However I am a bit of a divvy and spent all day feeling thick!
Henry had a variety of jabs to dayso we're apparently in for a rough night and for once, I don't mind. IIt provides me with the opportunity to stay up late/early and listen to the ashes! COme on Freddie!