There's a big snake in the plane, Jock! - Aw, that's just my pet snake Reggie.

Good grief - is it March already? Doesn't time just fly. This, of course, means that the parental units will return soon, which in turn means I will have to go through the house once or twice and get things in order, air the place, and prepare for mum's sad look when she sees that her little Bonsai tree didn't survive my ministrations, even though I did exactly as she told me to.

I was rudely awoken at four in the morning by an infernal racket in the bedroom. I jump out of bed, a surprised and confused look on my face, and stare out of the window, only to find a cute white-with-black-patches cat look back at me equally surprised and confused. I know that cat, she's living in the neighbourhood. I hope Charlie didn't invite her in for breakfast.

Now, back to work. It's kind of strange when being woken up by cats in the middle of the night is the highlight of your day.

Edited to add: I almost forgot. I can time my training sessions with the Biathlon races on TV again. Watching athletes while working out gives good motivation.