Thank Crunchie...

... it's Friday.

Bad couple of days at work, culminating in me and one of the senior consultants hiding in a meeting in the boardroom for most of the afternoon. The boss has reminded me of many of the reasons I need to get out...

But he's not in next week, and a good weekend is in prospect - wine + rugby viewing tomorrow, then first audax of the season (100km plus ride to and from the start) on Sunday. So I'm desperately trying to relax - not something that you should really have to put effort into, but what the hey...

I may have recovered enough energy by tomorrow for a Valentine's rant (and why you can be a hopeless romantic and yet not like the commercialisation of love and the need to do something special on an arbitrary day).

Something of an Oriental entrance to our house... New carved Japanese figure atop a 19th century Chinese table underneath some 19th century Japanese prints (though my favourite, a gorgeous Hiroshige print, is in the spare room).