Mostly 'armless

Being armless has its compensations. Although public transport is a pain in the arse it does mean that if I'm not be rushing for a train I can walk past the nice little beer shop and can buy nice little beers. If I think of any more compensations I'll let you know.

A morning in Glasgow yacking at interviewers and then a dash back to the office to interview a couple of possible employees. And then home. 

The whole keeping the arm moving thing is going well. Apart from the occasional grinding of bone ends. That's just like nails on a blackboard. Still, must do some more arm exercise. Something chilled will work best, I think.