off to Sunderland for a regatta on Thursday.
looks almost as sad as the one on the left
managed to cock up a quarterly report recently. I put the data into last time's report document, then sent it to her to update the comments. She did, but then sent out the document I'd sent her with last time's writing on it. We're now being treated like naughty school children. I'm not very impressed.
But I've got essay deadlines, so while I'm in my dressing gown, I have lots to do.

