Lazy Boy

I knew I was lazy, but this is just ridiculous. I've been off work and the plan was to spend lots of time writing for my two blogs. Ahem... that clearly hasn't happened. I've not even commented on the X Factor final yet, and by the time I do, it will be so hideously out of date, that I'll have to make up some ludicrous excuse for why it's taken so long (look out for that gem in the near - or not so near - future).

So what have I actually spent the last couple of weeks doing? Well, lying in bed has taken up a HUGE percentage of the time. A fact I'm neither proud nor ashamed of. I've spent the last week praying that my new telly is delivered (latest news is that it's coming on Friday!). I went to see stand up comedian Stephen K. Amos on Sunday - I really should write a post about it but it will require another lame excuse for its lack of topicality. I've spent quite a lot of time mithering my cats; I think they'll be glad when I'm back at work. I've read a few books and not read a few others. But mainly it's been bed bed bed.

Hopefully normal service will be resumed soon.

Yours sincerely

Ste