Blimey, guess who won the Poker last night? I say last night it was more like 4am this morning when a rather tired and emotional radio reporter clinched the hand that scooped the cash and the bloody shirt! Sadly this morning it dawned on me that maybe a bottle of red and an entire bottle of Bombay Sapphire are not the best things to demolish if you want to go shopping, I work up with an absolute stonker of a headache, and was very unsteady on the old pins, luckily the Nurofen and the bacon butties seemed to perk me up, so its an evening of babysitting duties this evening for me with the 3 Ellis young uns and Young Finch. Sunday I promise to behave!