I am getting a vague imitation of the pain that put me in the A&E last month. It's just over a month since that happened. I'd hazard a guess that it's cycle-related, in that case. Well, my gyn appointment is on the 22nd April...

It's no longer scorchio in London. In fact, it's raining right now. Boo :-(

C and I have decided that since the evenings are now lighter, we should start exercising in the evenings. My gym membership is gone, and I'm feeling REALLY fat right now. We went out for a 45min walk last night, and decided that we should try doing something like that 3 times a week. Walking at first, working our way up to running. I was quite up for exercise last night, what with the warm evening and the light. I'm guessing this evening won't be so nice...

On the way back after our walk, we stopped into our local Sainsbury's Local (a chain of mini-supermarkets) to get a loaf of bread. In there was none other than Greg Rusedski!! Even though we're not huge tennis fans, C & I ended up giggling madly behind him in the queue for the checkouts. He bought a newspaper, a bag of salad and some apple Nutri-Grain bars. He's very tall and quite yummy.

We left the shop at about the same time as him, and he started walking that same way we were. So we followed him round the corner, where he got into a big-ass black Land Rover. Apparently (we looked it up) he & his wife live really close to us, next to Battersea Park.

I also forgot to mention that on Saturday we saw Sir Bob Geldof in Marks & Spencers on the King's Road. He was carrying a small bag of groceries and wearing a long black overcoat.

Damn celebrities, always throwing themselves at me... ;-)

We haven't watched the gay porn yet. That's on the cards for tonight...