Well we got up to 31 degrees today, which was firstly incredibly hot, and secondly amazing. It’s just like being in Spain, but we don’t have a pool and my parents do. Not long til we go on holiday, I’m so looking forward to it, you’ve no idea. I spent the afternoon in the garden sorting more of the back garden out so it’s ready for when the men come to do the fencing. I’ve filled up my garden waste bin again, so am now filling up black bags. Lots of the plants have been a bit tricky to remove, and they’ve twisted themselves round and round each other, but I’ll sort them out. I did get rather hot as I’m sure you can imagine, and didn’t look or smell very lady like. You’ll be pleased to know I’ve had a bath, and smell like freshly cut flowers. Mark however, spent the afternoon sorting out George’s bedroom. He’s got a new bed, and we’ve had to change round his wardrobe and book case to fit it in. They’re both in place and sorted, but the bed will have to wait until tomorrow, so he’ll have to sleep on the sofa bed downstairs tonight. I’m not having him in with us, as he talks in his sleep, and keeps fidgeting. I also talk in my sleep, I believe I served someone a sausage roll once…don’t ask!