all my pants are the same. Except my special black pants, the ones that Susie doesn't like. I may wear those tomorrow.
So.......thus far I've
left the hall light on at night (no, I am not afraid of the dark, but I don't see the need for a complete blackout)
let the cat sleep on Susie's side of the bed
bought gravel and carried it home on the Brompton
looked at somebody's roof and said 'whoops, there's a leak'
done a bit of an AutoCad drawing of a building that somebody wants to assess
done lots of laundry
listened to Radio 5 Live
so, as you can see, it's ravetastic at DZ Villas
(of course I might be up to all kinds of stuff, but I reckon Claude and Adrian would grass me up on Facebook)