5 minutes left to post and I'm on Mrs. Drax's unfamiliar laptop.
I'm at my dad's house in Portsmouth.
Mrs. Drax is asleep in my room with No.2 Daughter.
No.1 Daughter is in my brother's room.
I daren't let my dad find out that I'm painting toy soldiers (for reasons I may go into tomorrow), so I'm painting on the landing, whilst he watches ludicrously loud 60s slapstick on Channel 5.
Have I sunk this low?
Still, true to my word, more progress on Zzzzzz'z chaotic minions:
Take care, All!