The little beasties have managed to infiltrate my loft space (and that of my neighbour) - presumably because an old shed in her garden was riddled with them when she moved in just a few months ago. At present there is just the very minimal damage but tomorrow the 'woodworm men' are coming to sort them out. Woodworms beware - they are out to get you. Tess and I hope the weather will be fine (at present it is pouring with rain and the heating is on) so that all doors and windows can be open.
Last night, for no reason I can identify, I had what was possibly the worse night's sleep ever. Consequently I am tired today and hoping I can manage to stay awake for the repeat of Nigel Slater's Middle Eastern cooking (due to start in seven minutes time) and then later for the fascinating 63 up, which is on at nine. If you watched 7 up last evening I hope you agree with me that it was quite magical.