What remains

1. Starting in a whirl, late and dazed. Some days just start like that.

2. The whirl continues to blow with a mid day taxi journey home to rescue a forgotten memory stick.

3. There's a meeting that should be inspirational but isn't. The whirl dies when it should be stirred up. Creativity and big ideas can appear in surprising places but I don't think you can plan to have them. The whole thing gets me down but at least I know that, you recognise these things the more time goes by.

4. In total contrast Niall and I whirl round the antiques warehouse in Finniston and furnish the new reception area in the blink of an eye.

5. I spot this shop front not too far from me. Everything else from the sign has gone and all that remains is an M and a full stop.