Sunday

Bloody cold, very frosty - the laptop didn't want to start up - will have to remember to put a cover on it tonight. Good thing I remembered to buy a new mattress topper.

Watched 3 episodes of 'Day Of The Triffids' last night ( instead of going out ) and will complete the set tonight - after 'The Importance of Being Earnest' - on iplayer, and a documentary about Spitfires. I know how to live.

I've put out fat balls and stuff for the birds, although - for some reason - they are never that keen on anything in my garden.

Had some kind of insect bite on my hand yesterday - came up like nettle rash and was prickly all over for a couple of hours, potentially something from the loft. Talking of which - I'm going over to B&Q later to see how difficult it would be to carry loft insulation home - either that... or order a load of stuff online.

I have a free day - it's going to rain later - but I intend to make use of it, somehow. Still refusing to work at home - quite liking it.

The papers are still full of Savile - depressingly. Esther Rantzen has popped up again - she's been helping the police by naming names. It's a funny thing about Esther - but I never liked her - when I was a kid she was the most important person on TV, 'That's Life' was a massive show - she was everywhere - I found her frightening, self important and arrogant - a bit of a bully, and quite scary. She's probably lovely in real life, but I could never understand the appeal. The same with Savile - scared the shit out of me, really creepy, freaky looking bloke - but he was massive, the only reason he was on TV was because people watched the shows - never understood why. I never understood The Krankies either - they were just plain fucking weird....