So, the trip to Hamleys did not put me off children. It did, however, put me off ever going to a toy shop on Regent Street on the hottest day of August ever again. There are seven circles of hell in there not to mention all the sodding meccano.

Thought of the day 1 - Sunday mornings are when I really miss having a boyfriend. If only to go and get me the Sunday Times so that I can stay in bed.

Thought of the day 2 - Is it bad to spend all day in bed and not go out at all, not even to get the newspaper (this is when the aforementioned boyfriend would really come into his own)?