Should be another cracking weekend. Apart from the absolutely gorgeous weather (at least today, although Chris Smith promised us it would last the weekend), there’s lots going on:

There’s Claire’s birthday drinks tonight, for a start, which should be fun. Also, my big sister’s up for the weekend, and along with Sally we’re off to see Sexual Perversity In Chicago on Saturday night, with Minnie Driver, Matthew Perry and, best of all, the voice of Apu, Moe, Dr Nick, Chief Wiggum and Comic Book Guy, Hank Azaria (“there’s no emoticon for what I’m feeling…!”)

Oh and all weekend they are showing open air films on Clapham Common, sadly I’ll miss the first two, but apparently it’s Die Another Day on Sunday night (beers and a barbie on the Common, anyone?) Conveniently, we won’t have far to go home when it’s finished. Which is lucky, as, according to today’s Metro, in a brilliant piece of joined-up thinking, Sunday’s film (the climax of the “Totally London” month promoting tourism and tourist attractions in London) will finish after the last tube has left each of the three Clapham tube stations. (They’re only expecting 15,000 people, so that’s perfectly sensible, of course).

And one more thing: congratulations are in order for Rhys, who found out he has passed his exams yesterday (I was informed by generic mass text message) and is now a proper Doctor. Excellent.