Hairy stalk

Another tiring and somewhat frustrating day, but at least the painters are gone. I had to pop in to work, but virtually everything I was supposed to be engaged with didn't work out quite properly. We didn't manage to have our usual lunch for Fellows...

Home again, I sweated at the desk (surrounded by boxes of course) until I'd knocked the revisions into shape, and sent the paper back off to the journal. Let's see if they like it this time. If they don't...well tant pis. As they say.

After dinner, we pottered up to the weir and back. My legs are tired, so we went rather slowly.

Now going to try to catch up with a few blips. And a few emails. I'm monumentally behind wherever I look. I should be packing, but I don't have the energy. I need a night's sleep.