Wednesdays have a tendency to suck. Throughout my so-called formative years they were always my favourite day of the week, but now they're just boring, neither-here-nor-there type days. Hey ho. And I could go on about how dull work was, but I won't. Not this time.
Another day, then. Stayed away from home again, and the undisputed highlight of my day was the BBC2 documentary on the Manic Street Preachers. I need a holiday. Roll on Scotland.