OK, the first thing you will notice is that apparently, I haven't blogged in a week. Wrong. I have blogged this week. On Saturday. I even got comments; but apparently my host can't be keeping backups as often as they say they do, and when some little haxor freak kicked over mine and Tongy's sites this week they couldn't cope. Camel, straw, back. Dave, if your reading this I might be coming a knocking sooner than I had anticipated.

For anyone; I am trying to retrieve Saturday's post. If you know a way of getting it back, or have some offline/cached/feed version, please let me know. This is the second time in a year this has happened, and I'm getting a bit fed up. I've managed it. It caused a headache, but I've done it

I've also had a miserable time of spraying up my major project. For that reason I won't talk about it; however I will tell you that for the past three days I've been back home in The 'Bridge driving around in Austin Healeys, Mk II Jags and watched my mate sort out the aftermath of a break-in which claimed his sat nav. This sounds like fun (for the most part) but it doesn't reflect the disastrous nature of things.

On Monday DDS and I finally dished out the IDT Stash, although that hasn't been an easy ride, and the only sanity this week has been brought by an unexpected meal out with The Parents last night. I'd like to tell you about the ridiculous shapes mown into our lawn, my opinions on the winner of The Apprentice and say happy 21st birthday to Sean, but I haven't got the time.

I wish I had a week (just a week) to myself.