First off, can I say to the person who leaked/planted/whatever'ed that story about Diva being knocked up and pissed, I have a gift for you:
Don't worry. I'll send them round in a bag for the ease of your consumption. Fucking wanker.
Been keeping rather busy the last few. Between house hunting, sweating over Diva's credit card statement for every bloody baby store in the greater London area, appointments with Liz, seems like there's barely any time to sit around playing X-Box and thinking about boning my wife.
The shop's been a madhouse as well now that the weather is getting warmer and people are keen to show off some skin. Have a few custom cover-up jobs on the docket this week. I've got a bloke coming round tomorrow who has a consultation for what he classily called 'the world's most pussy-repellant tat'. Needless to say, we're a bit looking forward to seeing this train wreck.