Unusually for me, I am not drinking today. I have to be sober enough to drive to Heathrow and back this evening as my parents fly in at 9.

Poop.

I'm now going to procrastinate for a while, just while the Grand Prix qualifying is on, and then get on with some vacuuming. (Father hates it being called "hoovering", especially as our hoover is a Panasonic...)