It is still light outside

The weather is giving us a glimpse of summer. I guess it isn't the weather, but the fact for the first time in about 23 years it isn't raining and cloudy, and outside we have a beautiful sky.

I got to wear my sash at lunchtime, and as a surprise, Mrs Llew had arranged for a pink boa halo. Lots of old men said I looked "quite fetching". People were very generous, and I felt very virtuous and angelic collecting their donations for a great cause. Mr Llew came and gave me a big bag of his delicious nuts (ooo err) - macadamias! What were you thinking? And where did that Benny Hill music spring from?

This afternoon I trotted along to a consultation with lighting designers for the shop. Man, the problem with things like lighting designers is that they make you realise fluorescent tubes really won't do the trick. They're too smart to come out and say it, but they show you lots of lovely alternatives that ruin fluorescents for you forever.

In theory we're at the shop painting all weekend (apart from when we're at a birthday party). In practice, we're both perched on the couch being in denial. I did buy a cash register today, that has to count for something (like the fact that I'd like it to be full of money, and I'm still a child and want to play shop).