I’m not going to talk about work, lets just say it was awful to a point. I was being hit over the head with a mallet again, there is only so many times you can do this before I won’t get back up again, I’m not a cartoon character. I cured one bug and did some profiling, still managed a ten hour day. And what a beautiful day it was to. Took Sasha out lunchtime, but it was very hot. Popped out for a little bit this evening and it was much more pleasant. Mother keeps sending me text messages, it’s her new form of annoyance. I couldn’t give a shit you’ve paid nineteen pounds into my account, I’d just like the other three hundred as well. Then I get another one, ‘I want to get my car back on the road before I pull my hair out. It will save cutting it.’ Multiple digs in that one. Sometimes I wished I lived far far away. I look forward to how she’s going to pay for the battery and tyre. I would pay for it and some people would say I should, but over the years she’s made very little effort to pay anyone, including credit card companies. She has a house full of assets, about time she started to get rid of some.