As ever, I had grand idea for this weekend; numerous plans and schemes…even to the extent of leaving the house. And I guess I did eventually do the latter, but only to go to Home Depot on Saturday night in a frantic attempt to find things to fix my bath taps. For the past two weeks or so, we’ve noticed that the main tap was getting a little sticky, but on Saturday, the handle stopped working. And not in the best-case scenario, either, more the “oh, so you’ve turned it on full and now it just won’t stop” one.

And yet, I managed to turn the mains water off, find out what I needed to do to pull the cartridge out of the pipes, go and buy the things (thanks to getting my car fixed the day before, which led to me wandering around odd bits of Colerain Avenue like a weirdo waiting for them to finish…), actually install them, and…it seems to have worked?

FRANKIE GIVE YOU 400 MORE PLEASURE UNITS YOU HAVE 24,300 AND YOU’RE 26% A REAL PERSON

Woke up in a blue state once again this week, for the first time since 2012…