.........We're painting kitchen walls today.
Mother will not supervise.
If all goes to schedule there should be some quick pork bangers and buttery mash round about teatime.
Whilst we paint I WILL find the time to pop in to the front room to check the snooker.
Mark Selby, the jester from Leicester won his match against the Welshman Mark Williams so that made me feel very tingly all over. Selby is smashing. In the facial sense. He's through to the semi final.
Others in the running to pick up the trophy and cheque are likeable Aussie Neil Robertson, the  lovable but painfully thin Scot, Graeme Dott. Also dishing out his own particular brand of ballsmanship will be  The very Reverend (too good to be true) Shaun Murphy, whose pudding chops make me wonder what snacks he gluttonizes on in the vestry.

So...........Murphy takes on Robertson at 13:00 hrs and 6 hours later Selby v. Dotty.

I'll definitely be downing the roller at seven................