A wasted morning; the first pointless team meeting (It would have been more fun with Alexander Armstrong and Richard Osman) followed by an even more pointless briefing session, riddled with inaccuracies and contradictions.

So with some relief I then hit the road and plodded around town, not quite aimlessly but it felt like it at times. Lunch at hers, then more of the same in the afternoon; home to write stuff up before I gave up, got the bike out and went and made her tuna steaks with pomegranate mango and other left over fruit salsa. Oh and halloumi too.

We had a really great evening; I think she's nearing the end of her tether and the weekend can't come soon enough. Respite is required.