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5:58pm on Friday, 19th March, 2010:
My younger daughter is having a sleepover tonight. There are an extra six 16-year-old girls staying here. We went to Blockbuster and got six videos, on the grounds that this was a pound cheaper than getting four. There are bags and bags of popcorn, crisps, tortilla chips, chocolate and biscuits. We only have around 8L of fizzy drink — I hope it'll be enough or they may turn nasty.
As a result of this, I'm going to be trapped in my office for the entire evening. That's how things usually are for me, though: I don't get to watch our snazzy new TV because it can only receive talent shows and series 5 of programmes I haven't seen series 1 to 4 of. So, no change there.
My wife, on the other hand, is experiencing something relatively new for her — being banished to a bedroom, where she'll be doing some actual work (even though this is out of hours on a day she has off). Now, she too will know what it's like to be ... trapped!
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