Ow ow ow...

Not much to say today, I am off to get some more painkillers and go to bed. Survived the surgery yesterday, ended up first on the list and managed to brave the local anaesthetic so avoided having to go under. A lovely friend of mine came down to look after me and he chauffered me to and from the hospital and then mended my toilet which had been wrongly plumbed in 3 years ago. What a man! As repayment I took him to Beaulieu motor museum to look at cars, and he got very excited at seeing something called a Bugatti Veyron which I am told is a very fast car. I think it's a boy thing.

Obviously not going to do a lot this weekend except lie on the sofa and eat ibuprofen, there's only 3 weeks before I go on holiday and we decided to book tickets to go and see Muse at Wembley on the 17th of this month which should be good, had the choice of saturday or sunday but figured the support acts (My Chemical Romance and Biffy Clyro) were better than someone we'd never heard of which was doing saturday. Bring on the stadium rock!

Going to go to bed now. It hurts. Ow.