With the kids on half term this week, we have had a group of about 40 or so 15 year olds hanging around at the Conan Doyle Statue. Last night at 10.45 they decided to play "knock down ginger" on my door. Funny how when you are a kid it seems hilarious and when you are an old git it is dog poo! Went out and checked the cars and came back in, do you think I could sleep though??? Not a ****ing prayer

The bat will be sat by the door tonight