Wednesday

It's hot and stuffy in the office and therefore relatively tricky to stay focused on work - far too easy to drift off, staring into space for frighteningly long periods before snapping back into reality. This is how this office gets in the summer, with the sticky tedium broken only by the wailing of the theatre students across the road.

No stopping in Wetherspoon's after work today though - I head home and jump on the Wii Fit for a while (in no way related to some disappointingly chubby-looking wedding photos having been tagged on Facebook, obviously) and eat a jacket potato while fannying around on the computer for a while.

Later on, Barcelona v Inter - the second leg of the Champions League Semi-final (1-3) - comes on ITV and I settle in to an entertaining match, dominated by another exquisite defensive display from Jose's Inter Milan side. Having lost a man early on to a dubious red card, Mourinho's team did everything they could to frustrate Barca - and a large part of me was happy when they were denied a stoppage-time winner in the same fashion as they had beaten Chelsea at this exact stage last season. Watching Mourinho run onto the pitch at full-time to salute his players was great and it's very hard to begrudge Inter their first Champions League final for something like 36 years. I think they'll go on and win it now, too.