“I was raised by a biscuit, Elton John and a Norman.”

It’s true.

Leftwing Idiot’s got a new Adidas top. I’ve become obsessed with pressing the small trefoil logo with my three middle fingers and saying, “Boof.” It’s harmless but strange, like my previous fixation with the safe.

I can make myself not do it, but for some reason ‘Boofing’ the logo makes me laugh.

I made another trip to the Apple Store this morning because my computer needs repairing. I handed it over to one of the geniuses to fix. They gave me an agreement to sign, and while I did this I ticced “South Park says no!”…

I have a new regular tic, which I find inexplicably hilarious. I laugh every time it comes out but I haven’t got a clue why I find it so funny. I suspect it’s not a word that would make many people laugh:

“Keys.”

It’s royal wedding day and my tics were on hand in case anyone forgot:

“Do you Sugar Tits, take you Biscuit Barrel to bunk bed share with a lesbian?”
“Do you Sheepdog take you Biscuit to be a biscuit, now and always?”…

After a lazy start to the morning we headed to Bude beach. It was a gorgeous clear day and I wanted to get my feet in the sea. I took my massive boot off and had a short, cold paddle. Afterwards, Leftwing Idiot, Poppy and I left the others relaxing on the sand and went to get chips and ice cream.…

Fat Sister and King Russell are having a joint hen and stag do which has become known as the ‘hag do’. Twenty-five of us are going to Cornwall tomorrow for four days to stay in Tipis at a beautiful campsite.

Many of those who are coming from outside London are staying at the lair tonight, so I’m staying in Leftwing Idiot’s spare room.…

Leftwing Idiot’s had his bathroom re-done, and as a result it’s emptier and more echoey than it was before.

Every time I use it now I tic:

“Help, I’m stuck down a well.”

I’m Stuck Down A Well!

This afternoon I went for my Habit Reversal Therapy. I got to the station earlier than normal and asked a member of staff for information about the next train. I had the feeling he wasn’t really listening and just wanted me to go away but he did tell me the train time and platform.…

I’ve had a pretty full-on day. A summary of it would look a bit like this:

Travelling, laughing, banging, confronting, sobbing, regrouping, eating, reflecting, relaxing.

But I suppose as a blogger I should put in a bit more detail, so here goes.…