i am glad that soon (hopefully tomorrow) i will be able to get out of the house and go for a walk. sitting on a bed watching UKTV food is all well and good, but it is tiresome. i know i should read my book, but i have never mastered the art of reading in bed. that every one is obessed with the ashes irks me, it makes me wish to pay the play no mind, but of course this is impossible and i will spend all day tomorrow ritually making espresso and yearning for another 50 runs/wicket (delete as approprite). i might bet on the st leger though, to raise my spirits.