Am tired, sweaty, exhausted and in desperate need of a day off. I was out until 3am last night dancing to cheesey eighties music at a fancy dress party, arrived at work at 7am to get the birds all fed and watered. After cleaning and raking the cages and feeding all 100 exotic birds twice, I managed to muster the enthusiasm to mount a ladder to fix a leaky roof at 4pm before feeding the birds again and tucking them up for the night.
That about summarises my life at the moment and I am too tired to write more. Am off to bed (after checking it for scorpions). Monkeys next week, and they bite bad apparently.
