Work’s been pretty horrible the past few months. Well, maybe not horrible, but horribly busy. And it still is. Days have been long but weeks have passed so quickly. The end’s in sight though and I’ve now some leave, put off from a month ago. Things are still hassled and deadlines are close, but things have been arranged in the real world and, for a change, I’m not cancelling/delaying my time off again. I do feel strangely guilty, even though very capable people will be covering.

I’m also finishing early today; it’s Jeff’s last day before he embarks on a new life as a free retired man. Drinks in Chester-le-street this afternoon.

Next week’s busy too, but in a more pleasant, non-work, kind of way. And, the following week shall be spent finishing-off the bathroom. Also, possibly, in catching up with work email, currently standing at over 400 unread.