Sunday

Wake up fairly early on Sunday feeling ever so slightly rough and head for the first hot shower I've ever had in this flat. The new boiler does itself proud - making the water, if anything, too hot - and I feel like I've had a proper wash for the first time in two months. Lovely.

We stick Up on the Blu-ray player as a nice, cosy way to start the day and K promptly falls asleep as she often does while I giddily enjoy my Pixar Blu-rays. It's the first time I've seen it all the way through since the cinema and it's still as touching, beautifully and rich with invention as I remember it. If only more films, and not only animated ones, were crafted with this level of devotion and attention to detail then going to the cinema regularly would actually be worth paying £10 a ticket for.

We make our way to Sainsbury's for the Big Shop and, realising that it's a Proper Spring Day, I leave the big coat at home for the first time in 2010. It's great feeling the sun again and even though I am trudging round a big supermarket with a stinking hangover I tend to feel very content with the world.

We get home and do a bit of cleaning (cleaning up after the plumber, mostly) - a time-honoured Sunday activity. Another traditional Sunday activity is Ford Super Sunday which today involves Manchester United v Liverpool and Blackburn v Chelsea so I head to the pub for the latter. After the first half in The Hope & Anchor alone I actually feel like being round some people so I head to meet K and assorted others at The Queens in Crouch End. There's loads of folks about celebrating a birthday so there's plenty of 'banter' and going over the excesses of the previous night. I drink four more pints than I am expecting to so we head home for dinner before it becomes a really messy Sunday.

It's been something of an alcoholic weekend but then it's been full of special occasions. I do plan, however, to touch nothing so boozy as a wine gum until at least Thursday, when the next round of celebrating begins.