Everyone's better (almost) and Hubby is on his way home and we're all off to the water park tomorrow, woo hoo (no, we're not making the kids bunk off school - heaven forfend - they've got an inset day). I am very excited: far too excited to clean the upstairs bathroom, that's for sure. Instead I'm going to watch something on channel 4 about alien abductees (and looking at the hair and clothing styles of the 'abductees' I think I believe them - after all, there must be something to explain how so many people can be sartorially stuck in an early 80s timewarp). And they are all gathering in Nottingham...nooo, hope we don't get zapped on the way to the water park...