It looks like I lost the blog war (unless it's still ongoing and numerous posts could still result in a victory?). James was not so far behind me...

I did mean to blog earlier, but you know how it is. I'm sitting here on my extra Easter day off (we get Tuesday as well), waiting for a man to come and measure our doors. We've paid a deposit to have double glazed ones fitted, you see. When we moved in the house had double glazed windows but such a huge draught comes through the doors that the windows being glazed doesn't really fix the problem. So we're paying £1800 to have a front and back door (eep!). But that means I have to wait in for the surveyor. Which I don't want to do. Partly because I'm scared of meeting people so I'd never want to do it, partly because I don't really want to start doing things if he might turn up at any moment. Kind of annoying when it's a rare day off...

Weird, apparently Americans don't have the word 'draught', just 'draft'. At least with the two words you can differentiate a bit between the many meanings of the word.

The weekend of the 4th/5th April we went down to Southend for my dad's birthday. It was my dad's 60th. Unfortunately my mum's mum ended up in hospital. She's physically okay now (or as okay as she'll ever be) but it doesn't look like she'll be able to cope by herself at home any more. She's suddenly become very confused. It's really odd how it happened so quickly. I feel more homesick than ever since I wish I could be at home to help. I really miss mum and dad sometimes. Boo. :(

This weekend had lots of birthday action going on as well - it was Rachel's birthday (my friend/my brother's girlfriend) on Friday and Rob's mum's on Sunday. Consequently I have eaten more food out than I'd have liked to. When I say that, it was nice but I'm trying to lose a bit more weight. I think I've put some back on. I don't really want to weigh myself, it was cool when I could say I'd lost 3 1/2 stone. :)

Rachel is one of a select group of individuals who can say they saw Jesus on her birthday. (Every year you can count on someone having a conversation about how 'hot' Jesus is, which I find slightly odd..!)

Lots of exciting F1 has happened. This week we'll find out what's decided about the diffuser row. It annoys me when F1 ends up being more about arguments than racing. Maybe when the diffuser thing and the lying thing settle down we'll just get back to racing. The BBC's coverage has been excellent, with lots of red button action. WOO!

I meant to blog about a 'Ticket Factory' e-mail that ended up in my inbox. It made me wonder if I'd ended up in the 80s, though clearly I wouldn't have been e-mailed in the 80s. The subject was, "Depeche Mode, A-Ha, Spandau Ballet and much more". (What is going on?!!)

I didn't book tickets for any of those things (yikes!) but I have sent off for festival tickets to see the Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain. They ROCK!

Lastly, I did enjoy The Skeletor Show. LOL!