Pre-Work Thoughts

On this grim Monday morning here is what I'm looking forward to:

Making 18 Fairy cakes this afternoon. Iced and decorated with Jelly sweets.
London on Thursday. Got a bag of bits for the old dears.
England v. Croatia 9/9/09. Time for me to be encased in shorts.

I'm just wondering when I'll be donning my poet's hat. Not today obviously.

Conservative M.P.s are coming in for some stick, apparently one of them had his Wisteria de-clamped from his giant chimney. Courtesy of the British tax payer.
Other things we're paying for:
Mattresses.
Porn videos.
Bath plugs.
What I want to know is if we, the public, are dolling out dosh for this sort of nonsense, what are politicians actually spending their salaries on?

Back to me and my unbelievably dull life
Where are my gloves? The wind is whipping up.
Where can I get a plastic garden chair? It might brighten up later.
When is my body going to do something dirty other than cleaning? All work and no play makes Glo go gaga.