That's better - a cloudless sky, and the early morning sun casting crisp shadows across the lawn. It looks as if it'll be a gorgeous day.

Cousteau-cub is heading for the west country to an event organised by one of the fund-raisers for the Thai Tsunami, and the Silver Vixen is off to meet with her coven. (She has to leave early as the broom rack is limited, and she likes to make sure she gets a slot).

GF has yet to fix his plans - but feels he should try to create as much CO2 as possible to help offset the utter tripe that will be spewing from the mouths of the ignorant at today's Live Earth event. He is beginning to get really cross about the utter lack of balance in the reporting on the subject from the media. This week was the worst with Steve Wright's radio show worshipping at the feet of Al Gore.