Did you know, for a mere CAD$1,100,000 (£482,682) you can buy a 108 acre private island off of Nova Scotia, which would be just perfect for a villainous headquarters holiday home. Why Nova Scotia? Well, the Canadians are fairly laid back and for a location in the second largest country, what can you really say no to?

So, today.

Went down in to town in the morning and popped in to to BHS for their sale. I picked up a new purple shirt, but the burgundy shirt - which was in the sales rack, and looked like it had been unpacked and the e-sealed with sellotape - that I really liked would not be reduced in price, and despite condition they looked disgusted at my claims that it was on the sale rack. I was pissed off slightly annoyed.

I nipped in to the office to pick up some owed money and talk to some colleagues. I then went to TJ Hughes and couldn't get a suit jacket that fits. I shopped at M&S and went home.

I then had to go back out, because I forgot to buy sausages and milk. I went back down to M&S, and saw suit jackets that were affordable, but I got changed at home, so couldn't try one on in my jumper.

Then, I used the George Foreman grill. It was interesting, in that I cursed it several times when the 'fat reducing' draining system actually didn't drain and led to a spiderweb of congealed fat holding all the food in place. Grrr.