In rooms the women come and go...

Busy at work but the week finished well. I actually did some proper analysis. So, for once, I live up to my job description. And there was the Friday evening football. C had an orchestra rehearsal at the same time so it was a bit of a rush to pick M and A up. And we had no time left to do anything but eat out at the nearly-next-door-Indian restaurant. So we did. And admired the Murials (the waitresses are all hired based on having the approved first name). And briefly caught up with a couple of ex-colleagues - one of whom gave up a career in IT in order to become a ski instructor in Canada. The fool. He must kick himself every day.