Happy Sunday, everyone. Quiet weekend here. Quite fancied a thrash in the Italian but I'm too knackered for spirited driving, and that's the only sort I fancy. Hopefully sitting in the garden with a cup of tea and a catch of up SM on the iPad doesn't denote early-onset middle age.
Perhaps I'll give that Kelly Brook a shout. But I'll follow Ben's advice and be gone by breakfast.
Enjoy the rest of the weekend, everyone.