Cricket, lovely cricket....!!!!

Sunday, 8pm

Thought for the day - Never trust anyone who says "It's only a ten-minute job"

Pug Status - Cooling off, belly down, on laminate flooring

A sweltering but very rewarding day with Carl & Lauren on the StreetBeat team at Stevenage Town Centre Gardens this afternoon. Lots of friendly people, some of whom bought copies of Steve's book 'Dear Mr DJ'! They all wanted signed copies so thank goodness Steve's signature is so easy to forge! (That was just a joke by the way. They were genuine Mr Folland signatures. And that's what I'll say to the court should they find that cheque-book of his in my garage....)

So, England have won the Ashes back from Australia - hurrah! I love cricket - any game that has a scheduled interval for tea couldn't be any more olde English. You half expect the players to take to the field wearing monocles and cravats, strolling to the wicket after demolishing piles of scones, Battenburg cake and buttered toasted crumpets. Any sport that encourages spectators to sit down for five days drinking beer is all right by me....

Obi Pug Kenobi continues to seek solace from the burning sun, taking every opportunity to stand in front of the fridge when the door opens (although this may also be just for a sneaky look at what she has for dinner). She even followed me into the shed this evening, where the final transformation of me turning into my Dad was completed - I was putting a small stick of wood aside specifically to stir paint with....

Must go and put some after-sun on my head. Just had a glance in the mirror and I look just like a Swan Vesta matchstick....