When the boyf of 11 years send you graphic messages of what he'd like to do to you, whilst you're at work, best thing to do is slope off work early, and miss gym, at his insistence.

We were in bed before 7 *grin*.

I'm at work today, doing some work, and some planning. Work, because I've opted to take time off at a better time, after seeing the fairly miz weather this Easter had in store. Some plans re-arranged for hopefully better n sunnier days! Hopefully seeing Debbie after work. Decadence tomorrow, with a free London hotel thrown in. And Sunday I'm late lunching in Hertford with my lover. Monday, dunno, let's see!

Back is a tad shite at the moment, but nothing prescription painkillers can't help with.