I have to say that I did wonder why my car door wouldn't close properly this morning, as I sat bleary-eyed at 7am trying to work out why I was going to the pool at such an ungodly hour (although usually, it's about 6:30 when I go).

Imagine my surprise when it turned out that some <insert 4-letter word here> had had a go at the door lastnight with a crowbar. There is, therefore an additional source of ventilation in the car, in the form of a half-inch gap between the top of the door and the frame.

THIS ALONE was annoying, but then my special-price watch off of Dubai fell face-down out of my locker at the pool, shattering the glass.

ARSE!

I'm determined that this day has to get better. Anyway, we've got a punishment meeting in about half an hour, so I'd best get on.

Once again: arse.