Today I

woke up and checked e-mails and bank accounts; had some crunchy, fruity cereal with semi-skimmed milk and a pot of hazelnut yogurt and two mugs of coffee and some juice; washed our breakfast things; had a shave and a bath and cleaned my teeth; made the beds; put on the washing machine and while it was running hoovered the place and mopped the kitchen and bathroom floors and cleaned the bathroom; put the washing on the maiden; re-checked my e-mails and commented on a couple of blogs; took some bottles and papers to the recycling bank; went to HSBC and drew £20; bought a lottery ticket, ridding self of nearly all copper; walked back and transformed bits from the fridge into a chicken salad which the three of us ate; washed the lunch things; re-checked blog comments and read article on how to get into Technorati top 100, dismissing same as being totally out of reach; re-cleaned my teeth; had snooze while lunchtime BBC local news was on; drove self and girls to National Trust property at Houghton Mill getting lost in Buckden on the way and nearly hitting parked cars while staring at Georgian coaching inns; explored, after flashing with a swagger NT membership, three uneven floors of mill up rickety stairs, fiddling with ropes and pulleys and querns and turning handles and marveling at machinery; hired rowing boat, £8 for an hour, and skulled - very badly, oars too long for beam of boat - up the Great Ouse (or was it down?), to the meadows opposite Hemingford Abbots church, colliding with punts, other rowing boats, overhanging trees and bushes and the reedbeds and bank and several times nearly losing oars and tipping us all out; rowed back in same fashion and climbed ashore grateful that we were dry and went for a coffee and a slice of banana cake and bought L an ice-cream and some orange juice and The B some chocolate cake; walked about in other meadows looking at dragon flies, old tree stumps, picking blackberries; drove home through the Huntingdon ring road queues and over the old stone bridge to Gumster and through the Offords to afford sneaky peek into Saab garage; stopped to inspect lots, house clearance tat and local produce - biggest duck eggs I've ever seen - at St Neots auctionroom before tomorrow's sale; on return re-re-checked e-mails, chatted to Mr Beastly and texted another chum and assisted L in making herself snack of cream crackers smeared with raspberry jam; warmed in the oven some fish in batter from Waitrose and some McCain chips and defrosted and warmed on the hob peas and green beans, all of which we ate, with chocolate ice-cream and gingerbread slabs to follow; watched the news, though not Friends, and then something about Fred Dibnah and chatted to The B and helped L with a crossword; re-re-re-checked e-mails and read further blogs; did all paperwork, which I loathe, for replacement UK passport, though still need countersignature from someone suitable and racking brains to see if I know any such person, and really must get around to applying for Paddy one also; waiting now while girls have baths and thinking I must do the dishes and re-re-clean my teeth and open a beer, though maybe not in that order.