Went to delete Tony off my friends' list when I came across an invitation from Tony's sister inviting me for a drink tonight. Remembering her killer shoe wielding tactics I politely declined and turned my attentions to the lovely Ms Loving who has been rather quiet for the past 24 hours, so I threw a jam sandwich at her - surely that will get her attention. On a different note I hear Duncan Blackhorn has ditched Dunc's mobile disco in favour of pot washing. Seems scratched copies of Agadoo aren't cutting it on the dancefloor these days. Dad has just telephoned from the Isle of Wight. He is doubled over in agony, somehow he managed to pull a muscle whilst putting up a mirror for a windowed lady he met last month on a bus journey to Bude. He wants me to lug his bags on the bus back up. How can I decline my old father? Don't know what I'll say to the team.
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