Diary

12.11 pm I have got to have my own space. Simon has his office. All I have is a corner of the living room, which means that when there are times I need to study -- like now for instance -- I can't do it when Simon decides he wants to watch a movie. He doesn't watch quiet movies either. They have to have lots of shooting and explosions, and he has the volume at full blast. So for two hours, I have to sit here and wait. He's networked the DVD player up so he can watch it in any room in the house, but does he want to watch it in another room? Nope.