A God named Guildford?

Oh Sheesh. Mondays are not my friend. Always takes me a while to get into the swing of working week. Head down to try to tame the work beast and stop everything running out of control and trampling over me... Less said the better.

Evening better, if slightly surreal. No.1 demands bedtime story (he's 12, for God's sake!). I say I've forgotten them all and that HE should tell ME one.

He does - and it's the epic tale of a God named Guildford....
Will have to wait til tomorrow to find out what this heroic deity gets up to. Too busy rolling round on floor in hysterics to pay attention tonight. Stop briefly, tears rolling down cheeks, to explain to No.1 that Guildford is boring town in England, home to University of Surrey and world's most inexplicable one-way system.
Can't wait for the next exciting installment. Maybe we'll hear all about his Stockbroker Utility Belt?

Try to watch "Contact" before beddy-byes, but OH keeps zapping to Party Political BS and football. Have patience of saint. Count to ten, repeatedly, adding "Just six more days" (before election) mantra over and over again...