St Andrew's House

Monday morning came round far too fast, especially as I didn’t sleep well last night.  I seemed to be awake a lot of the night, and was thinking about work.  Not good.  Anyway, I got into the office and caught up with my emails, attended a meeting, had a catch up meeting with my line manager, went to Glasgow for a  meeting, came back to the office, thinking I would prepare for a meeting tomorrow, and instead got caught up in a million emails about Brexit.

I left later than I planned and came home to find BB with his head in his hands, still tired from his camping escapades.  He had almost finished one bit of homework, with still another to do.  I offered to assist, but that didn’t work out too well.  Bed was calling him, and to be honest I need an early night too.

St Andrew’s House, the home of the Scottish Government, was lit up purple tonight.