Would you excuse me? I cut my foot before and my shoe is filling up with blood.

So that was our last real Big Weekend for a wee while. Friday night we went to the Aussie production of The Producers, which was marvellous. Musicals are rarely my favourite genre but this one is as good as you’ve heard: funny, sexy, and with decent songs.

Saturday was the wedding of our mates Scott and Cherisse (Dani’s sister, for those that have met Dani). All the classic wedding elements were in place: weepy bridesmaids, me not knowing how the hymns go, drunk relloes, speeches about stuff I didn’t really get, and a truly, truly hideous choice of music from the DJ including the Grease Megamix and several tracks from Mr J. Bunny. All good fun and everybody went home happy.

On Sunday we had our version of a baby shower, which was a bit like a regular one only with more blokes, beer and barbecuing. There were about 30 people all in, which made for lots of fun. We also got lots of lovely stuff for the bub, but M blew the secret of my secret love for Bambi in front of everyone, which tarnished my carefully developed macho image.

On the iPod: Kraftwerk – Trans Europe Express
On the bedside table: Balzac – The Black Sheep
On the telly: Romy and Michelle’s High School Reunion

210 hours and counting....