Four Day Week

Back at work today and you know what, they expect us to work four days this week. What’s the world coming to.

Daughter kindly emails me a picture of the Absolut Raspberry vodka that she wants.



The reward for finally getting those university choices in. She says that if I can’t get that, then get another one that's in a pretty bottle... that’s so the sort of thing her mother would say.

Welcome back to work... I have a day of meetings. Our newest customer is a pain in the rear, nothing we do for him is enough. We have an internal meeting about him and then a conference call with him. Which all means that my 10am meeting to discuss what we’re doing at another customer in London on Thursday and Friday doesn’t happen.

L meanwhile asks for fresh tarragon... what does a tarragon look like? Didn’t they used to be on Dr Who in the good old days? Tarragon is green and spiky apparently. As I said, didn’t they used to be on Dr Who?

Due to my London trip, squash has been brought forward to tonight. Tuesdays never suit my squash game but a 3-1 defeat is a victory of sorts.

(Tuesday 3rd May)