I have certainly eaten to much chocolate today, and despite the fact it was fair trade chocolate, I don't think my waist line will thank me for it. The joys of chopping down a big tree were felt yesterday by Rob, who was sent out into the garden, with the instuctions not to return until he had removed most of the offending vegetation in our garden. Offending because with a garden measuring 20ft by 30ft a pine tree almost as tall as your house is more of an eyesore than an asset, hogging precious space I greedily covet for a shed. Poor old Josef has been ill again, throwing up all over himself, his bed and his Barney the dinosaur in the process. The good thing is his colostomy bag has remained intact throughout, it is a joyless task cleaning up after a little boy with an upset tummy and a flapping bag. Having said that he took it off in the bath tonight, just to make up for it.