Garry, losing his Glitter.

Peeved, that's the word, Silvia was off ski touring up Bastiments on Saturday, which, to judge from the photos had one of the best coverings of snow I have seen on it, and I've skied up it a few times. I got to stay at home, again! Spent the morning on another mammoth Winnie the Pooh and Harry Potter session and spent the afternoon in the park and wandering around the supermarket. Shopping with a young child is an end in itself, the mere act of shopping is an adventure, pulling stuff off the shelf, wandering off down aisles, after an hour we eventually ended up with a kilo of flour just to leave via the checkout and avoid looking like shoplifters.

Sunday we had friends over, I motivated myself, made pizzas, yep, dough an' all and we spent the afternoon devouring them.

I am now on a health kick, NO pizza, and trying to cut out the evening red wine.

I need to be more constant I have decided, I am only updating this ona sporadic basis and not daily as I intended. Let's see if that changes.

It's started getting getting cold here now, yes, even in Spain it happens, Garry Glitter it would appear still hasn't learnt his lesson and seems to be facing a possible 12 years in a Vietnamese jail unless of course he is as he claims actually innocent, you never know! Come on, come on, come on!