I think I must stink

Started work at 7 today, and the day just got hotter and stickier, by 9.30 I felt the need for a nice cold shower and pitied anyone who got near me. On the way home went to let Captain Morgan out for a wee, and I probably smelt that bad by this time that he was glad to see the back of me.
Must be more careful when typing and realise that spellcheck doesn't cover everything as keep getting told off for my crap typing by Mr. Fesk.
Had a lovely night last night, if a little wet.  Ended up in Oscars drinking Sangria - nice.  Got a bit tipsy then went home. 
Just an addendum to Mr. Fesks Ali G story - on the way home from the club we were obviously quite drunk, but I don't think I realised quite how drunk Mr. Fesk was: As we were walking along the beach I realised it was covered in A level students shagging in between the sun beds, when I tried to point this out to Mr. Fesk he just kept saying where??? They were literally 2 - 3 feet away from us!!!!  I wonder how many people had to go to the docs after that holiday???
Last entry for the month no doubt, next time I write I will be much nearer 30, so I don't know how positive next months entries will be - 30, maybe its time to hang up my Toffs shoes and give in gracefully...... To think I used to take the mickey out of all the older women parading up and down micklegate and now I will be one of them, (without the white lace and cat suit I hope!!)
Have no thoughts for the day today, in fact no thoughts at all!