Menarche? Not my problem

Last day of the week and spelling test day - I've been working towards this one for 3 weeks. Got allright - 50p more for my Lego fund.

Swimming today was at the Mountbatten Centre as my normal venue is offline. Met Elizabeth Puddle on the way in, and Poppy C Puddle on the way out. Groovimus.

Then it was straight to Ben's house to pick him up. He had found Gangnam style on Youtube so we boogied to that in our own inimitable style (baring our botties for the webcam) and drove home to Lego Heaven.

Supper: pasta meatballs with salami sandwich and chocolate custard, as you do. Then more madness until Bath Fizzer night.

Rub a dub dub, 2 men in a tub

We started by putting every toy into the bath. We had to be stopped from putting in the toy shelf-baskets as well. We threw in both of Ben's large fizzers and my last 5 pink ones which made it all bery red so we said we were bleeding to death. Then we did massive dinosaur attack and blew bubbles up each other's orifices with the rubber tube and squirted each other with the giant 100ml vetinary syringe to the strains of "Appetite for Destruction" by Guns and Roses.

Ben's mouth is so big that he can fit a ping-pong ball into it but he can't shoot it as far as Bud, so we had an epic ping-pong battle and then made the bath frogs wee into each other's faces.

It was probably only 10-ish when we got out but then we made Jof search for ages for a mattress substitute for Ben who was sleeping on the floor at my feet, like all the most obedient dogs.