Mum’s going to the pictures tonight with Steven, he’s going to pick her up and then they’re going off, I think it’ll be a bit of a nightmare for mum, she hasn’t been to the pictures in years and doesn’t understand that you can’t watch a film without people talking, eating, rustling and playing with mobiles in the cinema anymore. Mum gets really riled if we talk during one of her favourite programmes, so she’s bound to get irritated in the pictures. She’s not the sort of person to do anything about it though; she’ll just sit there getting grumpier and grumpier.
Claire is going out with one of her mates, so it’s just Andrew and me, he’s talking about having Dazza and Joe round to go on the play station. I’m going to stay upstairs and surf the net.