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Tuesday's delayed mini-deadline which caused much lateworking on the past three evenings passed successfully which meant that I could run away at four today after a relatively short day which still took me over a full week's worth of hours on the clock-in system. Some trundling (and some fun involving roadside puddles and buses), another spicy cheese-free pizza (used a green chili this time: harsher but somehow shorter-lived) and a nice relaxing bath later and I'm sort of looking forward to tomorrow if only because it promises to be a normal day with no need to do more than the bare minimum of speaking and almost no possibility of being spoken at as if I were a fifth of my age by a focus group facilitator.