and that’s official (I fell asleep whislt watching the first England World Cup match as an example) but I don’t fancy our chances of going all the way after watching the game against Sweden this evening. 

Still, it was a good opportunity to do a bit of ironing and a bit of web surfing.  I was looking for flights to Australia for a trip later in the year to see Emma in Sydney and my sister and Allan in Perth, but someone seems to have invited a comedian to come up with the pricing…. time to put my value hunting hat on me thinks.

 Aprt from that, I’m getting ready for a trip to Prague at the weekend with my parents… more on that next week (well, I’ve put the washing in the machine).  My back garden now looks like a back garden again rather than a building site (having cunningly moved everything from the back garden to the front garden, awaiting a man with a van and a hazy understanding of income tax to come and take it to the tip) and my cherry tree is should be yielding fruit in the next couple of weeks. 

 No news on the house front (well, unless you didn’t know I’m hoping to move to Islington and have had an offer accepted on a house).  My investigations suggest that loft conversions that do not alter the rooflifne do not require planning permission, but they most certainly do require building regulation consent (which so far seems to be suspiciously absent).