Saturday is my sacred day. Coffee in the morning, pottering about in the afternoon.
Today was just about perfect. I had some excellent coffee at my local, bought Diana a copy of Summer Heights High (one of the best, darkest, funniest Australian comedies in years), went for a walk that was more running than walking, then took the dogs to the park. In between which I mowed the lawn, did the laundry, spent a bit of time plotting "The Players", and lost a game of Scrabulous.
Can't get much better than that.