I almost got the impression that nothing at all of value - or otherwise - had happened today. Then I realised all I had to do was look a little closer.

Let me see, this morning I parked the car in front of a mans house knowing full well that it annoys him... but he only ever comes out and has a dig at Eleanor when she's by herself. One day you old bastard... one day!

I also got a call today from the local bookshop where I've ordered the Ian Rankin authored Hellblazer novel Dark Entries. I've said before that I always like to buy occasionally at full price from indie stores - it's the right thing to do sometimes. Anyway, this call today was from the store saying that they couldn't get hold of it from the publisher and it probably wouldn't arrive for "a long time" - did I want to keep it on order?

Not particularly, no. I want to read the damn thing, so tomorrow I will invoke the universal law known as "supply and demand" and go pick it off the shelf at Waterstones - where, in spite of myself and my disdain for them lately - it is lovingly placed on a shelf where I can exchange money for it. Apparently.

Taking the girls swimming tonight which is always good for a few laughs, then, I may eat like I am King of the World... because that's always what you want to do the day before you get paid isn't it.