Dear Diary

Ok, I confess, I didn't last long, I tidied up, couldn't help it, it all got too messy too quickly. I get fidgety. People leave bits of paper on the floor, just to see if I ever walk past it it without subconsciously picking it up. Haven't failed the test yet. I went down t'fishmarket, keith bought some sea food bits n bobs

I did a Christmas list:

Plastic greenhouse
Gardening gloves
Dawn French's new book, I dunno what it's called but I saw her on Al Murry last night, she is so funny
erm ....
can't think of owt else
Some perfume? Don't care what, not fussy
erm ...
nope, thas it for now

Jolson looks funny, his tail keeps twitching, and he is back and forth in his litter tray but doing nothing, I would say he has a feeling that he needs to do something, but is not quite sure what. I think the tablet might be working. I'm keeping an eye out, butdon't worry, I won't be posting a picture of his doings.

Talking of pictures I bought jack and Martin a digital camera each down t'shop yesterday, a fiver each. One is set to go, and Jack has taken it down the skatepark with him, and Martin's is a pretty decent Konica one, was £200 when new in 2003. It needs a battery pack and a charger, so I may just grab him one on eBay, if I feel generous.

Martin has made some hot tracks, I want to share them, but can't seem to find an online music player that lets you upload your own files.

Ah well, I'm gonna go suck on a crab stick and watch Harry Potter.