I've been invited to the Future Shorts festival this evening; a showcase of short films from world cinema. It looks really interesting, and it's something a little different to do on a weekday evening.

But now I'm at home. And I'm really knackered, thanks to a recent bout of insomnia. And the thought of that bus ride back into town isn't terribly appealing.

And I'm aware that the last minute nature of this event means that I'm highly unlikely to find someone who wants to come along, especially with it being a Tuesday.

And there's a rather lovely bottle of white wine chilling in my fridge which didn't cost £21. And this sofa is sooooooo comfy.

And I still have a shedload of work to do.

Hmmmm...