Last night I spent hours planning Kids Clubs. It was great though, because I finally have someone else to help me. I asked Mary if she wanted to get more involved and she did, so there'll be two of us planning our wonderful plans for the kids at church. Excellent. It's so good to have someone else to work with, 'cos there's just so much to organise, games, topics, talks, plays, vision statement, expectations for workers, getting forms back off all the workers, it seems never ending. It's a lot more fun planning with someone else too.
Anyway, other than that I haven't done anything very exciting, just been typing a lot of stuff up for the clubs, working, the usual. Helen is out tonight, she had a trip to London, so I just have me to cook for, I can eat whatever I want, can't really be bothered though, I'll probably just eat the half a tin (no Mark, not the tin itself, Mr Pedant, the contents, I don't really eat tin) of hot dog sausages that are left in the fridge from last night when I was out and she could cook whatever she wanted, but also couldn't be bothered. I wonder what's actually in those sausages, they were 19p from Asda, for a tin of 8 sausages, I mean that can't really be edible can it? Right then, I'll stop posting such scintillating comments before everyone gets all over-excited at the thought of hot dogs etc. Bye then.