Kev had to call a snake wrangler

Dear Diary,

Before today I feared one thing: looking over the edge of a hot air balloon. Now though I’m freaking out about snakes in my bed. He didn’t hurt me… just gave me a bit of a fright. Needless to say, I couldn’t let him snuggle up with me though, so I called the local snake wrangler, Gazza. Now that he’s gone, I’m feeling safer (and in the mood to hand out bonuses).