By the time we got home, it was nearly time for the football, and rather than blow any further gaskets, and add to the general tedium of the blog, I will refrain from further comment.  I did little else all day really, mainly as I had a dreadful hangover.  I watched a couple of episodes of The Killing, which is all very nice, but I wonder if it really deserves the plaudits it received.  I shall persevere I think.  I wrote a little more of the latest play for the youngsters, and generally panic ensued over how much i had to do, and how little I had actually achieved. I am looking at the diary and hoping to squeeze in a day off or two.....