Tuesday

A bad night's sleep involving lots of staring into the orangey gloom of the bedroom and punctuated by odd dreams of iPad testing and an extreme version of the London Eye which only opens at night and spins at 100mph. Everyone is sick on everyone.

Oddly, I feel OK in the morning and not too knackered - though a day in the office which mostly involves wrangling with The World's Most Useless Online Retailer whose name is also a river and thus pushing all the other important stuff I have to do right down the to-do list, especially when I get irate texts from the boss who's in New York, doesn't do much to improve my mood. The weather is also atrocious - making the first of June slightly ridiculous against the last couple of weeks of May.

No matter - the day goes quickly and I come home ready to sort out some dinner and catch up with some writing. K is out meeting a friend so I take my time faffing around on the computer and reading a few blogs, then making my way to the sofa in time for the penultimate episode of Luther. The first of a two-part finale, there's some exciting moments and some top acting from Elba. The problem is still how little of it feels plausible, I suppose - but it's still fun and dark and jumpy, so that's forgivable.

When K gets home we flick around the TV and find Shaun of the Dead on ITV1 which we end up watching despite the fact that I have it on DVD, as neither of us has seen it for a few years and we basically enjoy spotting the locations in Crouch End we can recognise. It's funny that when I first saw it I was living in Edinburgh and had no knowledge or interest in North London at all. In 2004, 6 years hence didn't look like this!