I've a small dog in my mouth so it must be Sunday.

Well today is where my Glasgow excursion ends as Reet and I are off to Minorca for a few days of real holiday.

This morning I woke up with a mouth that tasted like it had a small dog in it and discovered that I had also lost my voice (don't all cheer at once)...

Yesterday was a good day ...

I managed to get to five panels which were fun and then ref'ed several werewolf games (which I think has a lot to do with my lack of voice).

Then Parties of which I attended many, drunk lots, acquired a penguin and had much conversation with very interesting ladies and gents(again contributing to my lack of voice). I finally left when Reet and Emm turned up to get me at 3am as it seemed for some strange reason I had the car keys. We managed to get a little lost and ended up back at the science centre 3 times but got home eventually (and no - I wasnt driving, I don't do the drink drive thing - Reet is wonderful and was playing Werewolf unaided by fermented beverages - she does look after me).

Detoxing for the drive home later.

Fans really are wonderful people you know.