Latitude and Family Affairs

Mic was in town for a little over a week. Met up with her a few times for late dinner and chats. Was v nice, but that particular monkey is no longer on my back. I feel totally at ease in her company and no longer want to rip her clothes off every time I see her. My heart no longer misses several beats each time I hear her voice or hear her name.

Went to the Latitude Festival in Suffolk and it was lovely. The scenery was beautiful and it's a nice little festival, v chilled out.

Back in London, Greg and I found a new flat to move into. It's been a busy time of sorting contracts, deposits and all the usual crap that goes with it. The previous letting agency have been giving us crap about the return of our deposit, I have been sending them email napalm and telephone cluster bomb attacks. They clearly do not like me.

Little Liv has been unwell. She suffers from reflux and can't sleep of keep down food, hence she has hardly put on weight over the last 9 weeks. Admitted to hospital for a weekend, they are trying new meds and new milk. Deb is shattered, hardly sleeping. She's been having problems with dodgy in-laws, so the Chan's rallied around. Dawn and the girls took a long weekend off and stayed with deb and looked after them. Dad and the Newcastle crew came down to stay with Peter in Canary Wharf. I spent the week after Latitude busy seeing Mic, the parents and Deb and Liv. Feel shattered.

Another site launched at work (30th July), lots of publicity in the press - Dad's Army 40th anniversary thingy.