12.00 Baigels and Lox time. Fell over the occasional table. Sorry it wasn't an occasional cushion, as it would have helped avoid my bruising. I blame that Osama Bin Laidagen. Would bomb MFI, but they have bust themselves.
13.00 Must go down to Crates R Us to get boxes for packing. We're off next month. Some chappy is taking over the job. A close relative of my new friend Barack, so they say.
16.00 Off to the sales with Mrs Bush. Won't be buying any shoes, as I have plenty as Christmas presents from some nice Middle-Eastern journalists. Didn't get any though from Julian Mannion of the BBC. Or from that dreadful Ira Gurning woman.
18.00 Time for tea. Fish and chips to honour my very good friends the British. Although I'd rather have some French Fries than Chips.
19.00 oops. Broke my crayon so I'll have to..................