Saturday, 26/5/12.

I am shattered. Actually managed to get some overtime today, in the form of a 9-hour shift on one of the hottest days of the year so far when every bugger in Lynn decides to have a BBQ. We sold out of most of the meat, fruit and veg by 1pm. 

That’s all I have to write about today because that’s literally all I’ve done. James isn’t home from Wembley yet so I’m going to chill out with a glass of cold juice and check my usual internet-bits and then pass out from exhaustion at 9pm.