First I accidentally scratched a line of paint off the wall while pulling the curtains back.

Then I cut my finger trying to open a tin of paint.

Then I dripped some paint onto both my panda socks and the carpet.

Then as I attempted to buy a newspaper some Maude Flanders wannabe told me I should wear a bra as my nipples were showing through my top (a sight to which her son had apparently taken great offence.)

Then I found the puzzle section of the paper was missing.

Then I see a cat ambush and maul one of the sparrows in the garden.

Then I find Firefox has upgraded automatically to a version that I do not like the look of.

Then I stumbled across and foolishly watched a youtube video about a scientist who grafted an extra head onto a dog which will now haunt my every waking moment until my death.

And finally one of my favourite contestants on Strictly gets voted of.

Screw you, Sunday.