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Right, it's Sunday afternoon, I'm about to enter the living room full of craft stuff, bills and things, work papers, and a Stargate Atlantis DVD and I'm not coming out till it's sorted. Or possibly at all. Luckily the window opens on to the street, so I can get care packages hauled up on a rope. (Note to self: when entering room, bring rope)

EDIT: Made it downstairs. Tired now :-(