Next Door's Rabbit and sticky backed plastic

Ha, that got your attention! Sadly the two are not linked in any way (sorry A, I know how keen you are on clingfilm-related items).
The problem of Next Door's Rabbit has now been solved - we took it back and shut it in its hutch, whereupon the other Next Door's Rabbit threw a hissy fit and chased it round and round for several hours till they both gave it up as a bad job, and decided to live together in peace and harmony with the guinea pig. Aaah.
And I'm wrestling with acres of sticky backed plastic attempting to cover DD1's school books. There would appear to be at least three books per subject, all different colours which need to be "Blue Peter-ed" by next lesson. At least this year I was prepared and bought loads of rolls of the bl**dy stuff on a BOGOF offer. Perhaps next year I shall tell DD1 to "BOGOF(F)" and do it herself.

Blistered feet and sore legs

DD1 and I did the Womens Challenge 5K "fun run" yesterday in the blazing sunshine. As we walked, we're very proud of our 57 minute time (you try walking 5 kilometers in much less, accompanied by 21,998 other people getting in your way). Great amusement caused by the Walk the Walk women in their bras:
"Everywhere we go (everywhere we go)
People always ask us (people always ask us)
Who we are (who we are)
..............etc etc etc
And if you want to join us (if you want to join us)
Take off your T-Shirt!"
Needless to say, we kept ours on, although I did a quick strip later to change into my nice non-sweaty Lucozade Hydroactive T-Shirt while DD1 looked away embarrassed that her mum was exposing flesh. If only she knew me pre-children.......