On Sunday night I stayed up until 5:30am with my uncle, having 'just another one' 8 times until we emptied my sister's beer fridge of anything drinkable. Then we went to bed at 6am.

Then we got up at 7am to catch our flight back.

Then I drove back to Bristol from Stansted without sleep.

Then I nodded off at the wheel so slept at a motorway service station for an hour, getting back at 2pm. Then slept until 9pm, then found my internet connection was deaded after Virgin Media had a national outage of all services (bastards, just utter evil bastards) until this morning.

No internet *scared*

Little sleep *scared*

Actually enjoyed playing with children this weekend *terrified*

On the plus side, we beat Man City tonight 2-0. Away. With 10 men for 70 minutes after a ridiculous sending off. That's two wins on the trot, both away, and both without conceding a goal. Juande Ramos, you may have my babies - if you ask nicely enough :)