Lle Llywela

I had an invitation on facebook recently. Now, I hardly use facebook at all – usually only ever remember I've even got the thing if someone messages me through it. But I had this invitation, and it was to join a memorial group marking the 10th anniversary of my cousin Paul's death. That anniversary was last month, a beautiful summer's day, just as it was a beautiful summer's day when he died 10 years ago. He was cycling to his girlfriend's house and was hit by a car, killed instantly. So this memorial group has been set up on facebook, which was a really sweet idea. It's full of photos and messages from Paul's friends, who have never forgotten him. But every time I look at the group, it just makes me want to cry. I don't think he ever would have dreamed how much everyone loved him and how badly he would be missed, even after all this time. He was 26 years old - his whole life in front of him. I can't believe it's been 10 years already.

On a brighter note, the Beeb's new comedy drama series Hope Springs ended this week, and I have to say that I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it. ( More under cut )

Also on the Beeb – but BBC2 rather than BBC1 – I'm really enjoying another new series, Desperate Romantics. Only two episodes so far, but it's great fun. ( More behind cut )

Have had a letter from the dental hospital telling me I have an appointment in August to discuss pulling out my impacted wisdom tooth. Fun!

Also received a cheque for £450 from my old landlord - return of my bond, and slightly more than I thought it would be! Also pretty prompt. Very nice.

I think a random cat got into the house last night, what with the catflap being unlocked and all. Poppy woke me up in the we sma's growling, so I got up to see what the problem was and heard the catflap going downstairs as whoever it was scarpered. Great. That's all I need. Poppy has already decided that the catflap is Public Enemy Number One. She'll come in through it if she's out, but won't go out through it in the first place, at least not by herself. She wants me to open the door for her. Sometimes she'll go through it if I hold it open, but other times she just stares at me in dismay, backs away, and then runs upstairs as fast as she can! Still, using it to come in is the most important thing – means I can let her out and then not have to worry about getting her back in again.

Small steps, eh.

( Torchwood, Day 1 )

( Hope Springs )

( Harper's Island )