Almost back into the old routine already. Out of bed by 6:30, dog walked, breakfast,  first read through of papers, Sky News and then work out what the day needs. Midday is another dog walk – longer than in the morning. Then it is p.c. time and detailed scanning of the papers. I try to stick to this routine as I find that things get missed if I change the routine. What things? Damned if I know; I just forget them. My pda is a very useful thing in imposing routine plus it is something else to fiddle with or check up on e-mail.

I’m still walking a bit lop-sided after my dream. I was in a steak-house in Tucson. Outside were a crowd of demonstrators from the Vegetarian Alliance or some such. The doors had been closed and locked to keep them out until the police could get there. I had paid and wanted to leave and no freaky rent-a-mob was going to stop me. I pushed hard at the doors. I woke up I know not how much later on the bedroom floor with the mattress on top of me. I had a monster bruise across my neck and my right side is all aches and pains. Last time I had a dream like this was when I was being mugged by three guys. I karate kicked one of them and must have broken a toe or two on the bedroom wall where my foot made contact. I suppose I will have to forego the cheese sandwiches!

The cheese was really gorgeous this last incident. For real. It was Bishops Finger which is a really foul smelling product but has a superb flavour. Bit like durian really.

I’m in a bit of a state of nonsense at the moment. All down to that man B. Liar. He gave a pledge to cut crime by 15%. How the hell does he work that out if he has not already worked out how to cook the books? It is just like saying he will cut average monthly rainfall by 8.625%. Rain comes down – he cannot control it. Baddies do bad and he cannot control that either. The manifesto that causes me the most amusement is that of Lib Dems Ginger Whinger. He makes guarantees that appeal to just about every person, every class, every interest.

Caroline’s pub has had more coverage courtesy of Michael Howard who has been in twice with the dogs of the media in pursuit. The photographers get the name of the pub and the brewers in all the photographs. Her efforts last year won the Marketing Pub of the Year Award so what they will give her this year – Lord knows. Mrs. Howard has also mentioned her in her daily diary on the Tory website so more kudos.