Today we went out for dinner again after work. The laundry lady is driving me mad by not doing the laundry properly and ruining clothes and sheets. She just says 'madam says I should do it like this' to everything I say… totally unreasonable things like shouldn't you change the water in the machine when its this brown or shouldn't you put water in the machine before the clothes start going round? She's a complete pain and thinks that she doesn't have to do any work, not long for the chop I think. Tree house was the restaurant of choice again this evening but I wasn't feeling to good and even the garlic veg balls which are becoming my fav there because they are so stuffed with garlic, couldn't stop me feeling rubbish, luckily Vincent was also tired so we went home, to bed early.