Very tired last night, so went to bed at 10pm with Spencer. She played ribbons, so was tired enough to doze off. Auntycat came at 9pm. I heard bell clanging against the metal bowl, and thought Spencer was stealing the biscuits outside. I gave her some fish, and she mucnched on the biscuits. After that Auntycat tried to sneak in, but Spencer stood guard at the door, giving her cold glares.

I woke up at 1.30am, so watched the last 30 minutes of a plucky Trinidad-Tobago being worn down by England 2-0 at the final moments. If only Trinidad could hold on, the draw would have given England camp some dents in their egos. And the English press being so unforgiving, the team will self destruct in no time. Anyway. David Beckham is paying more attention to the World Cup this time. He hasn't changed a new hairstyle or dyed his hair. A good sign.

Spencer watched the soccer with me, then we went back to bed. It rained at 3am, and she slept on. I think BH2 was outside at that time. Spencer got her breakfast at 7.30am.