The best laid plans...to get laid: scuppered, for now at least.
Priorities.
Poor Sportacus is really not well and motherhood must reign in the first instance.

Mystery Man has been very great about it and we talked for a while this morning. Engaging conversation about this and that...trying to woo out of him the 'audition questions...' to no avail.

We've found another window in his technological diary. Not quite a week away, however it will be the perfect end to a hard day at The Building Of Betrayal. 'Till then I must wait and it's building up.

The wait is agonising however I do believe it will be worth waiting for.