Our local PO decided this week to start shutting up at 11am of a Saturday morning so we got to work at 7am this morning to get all the orders out in time for the last post - now that's commitment! We got ourselves out to the warehouse only to find a mouse has decided to make Team Hell its home and has eaten its way through an entire Heartcore line. We are now faced with a moral dilemma. I am a vegetarian, have been since I was 8 years old – that's going on 20 years now. Stew doesn't eat a huge array of animals on account of not being able to face the thought of it, although that list excludes cows and chickens which he eats by the truckload. So what do we do? We can get some mouse poison and save the Heartcore tees or we can suffer the consequences and keep the mouse. It's a tough call.

Fortunately the mouse has had a stay of execution anyhow since Stew has gone to watch the UFC fight in Manchester tonight. £100 to watch grown men fight it out in a cage seems a little excessive to me, and a bit brutal but he's pretty much hooked. It does mean I'm on nappies all night but I haven't told him I'm going away in July with some uni mates yet and he's on nappies for a whole weekend, so I think that pretty much evens things out. Not sure the mouse is going to make it to Monday morning though, poor mouse.