Me and Pa watched Adele live at the Royal Albert Hall last night - bloody fantastic, wonderful.
We actually watched it on our tv of course, but still bloody brilliant. Pa cried a bit at one point, but I didn't feel the urge - I was still feeling a bit moby-dick from the toblerone eating contest I'd had with myself earlier to be honest . . .
I think I'm now Adele's number one biggest fan - literally, and the hairy-furryest! I think I might tweet her to tell her!? I might.
Pa also took down all our Christmas decos yesterday. I tried to help but after a near-death episode with some tinsel I was banished to the garden. Pa said it was 'elf & safety'.
I didn't find it funny either, x.
