I’ve had a marvellous couple of days – very busy. You know the sort of thing – some times you get 101 things done with ease, then another day dawns and you can hardly bear to get out of bed let alone tackle your ‘to do’ list. I haven’t done anything earth shattering, but have been in a jolly mood, chatty and smiley to all and sundry. Anyhow, I’ve done something to my lower back.Had a remedial massage at lunchtime but the three Nurofen seem to be doing a better job than the masseuse.Must have overdone it at pilates yesterday or when I was tottering around in my (1.5″) heels this morning in preparation for Ascot tomorrow. However hard I try to walk elegantly in those heels, I still seem to look slightly tipsy. Anyhow, am also taking my RL pumps as there is a place to stash them in Bucks, so if I get desperate I can pop them on after lunch (when, post-champagne, no-one will really notice). Just glanced at TV coverage of racing – does anyone else find that waspish James Sherwood intensely irritating or is it just me?