Tunnel, Light at the End of

It seems that Jellie may be my lucky star.

Miraculously, while I was having a good old ranty sob down the phone to her last night (sorry my lovely!), He managed to speak to someone at the verminous NatWest who actually had more than three braincells. Hard to find, I'm sure you'll agree. Anyway, the situation has now been resolved, at least to a point where we don't need to find a ridculous sum of money by next Tuesday.

Ebay, as you will see if you follow the link to the left, is also looking healthy.

Oh, and of course the fact that the British public finally stuck it to Tony just a little bit last night also helps my mood!

Obviously I'm not about to stop worrying just yet, but I haven't puked or burst into tears for a whole 15 hours. This is progress...

And while I'm not making a victory speech (long way to go, etc etc), I would just like to quickly thank all those who have offered advice, and nice thoughts, by email and in comments. Especially my wonderful amiga Jellie and the lovely Neil.

I may post more later, but having had three hours sleep post-election-coverage, I'm not feeling too lucid just yet!

xx