Enforced Presenteeism, London

Had to go up to work today for a half day even though I'd caught up with all my work. Four of us were in the same boat - told to come in even though there was hardly anything to shoot. Between us we probably took four images over the equivalent of twelve man hours - an utter waste of time. I called time an hour early, so we all went to the pub for a couple of drinks before heading home, which was very enjoyable.
The final train home of the decade (how weird does that sound!) was only four carriages long, so it was overcrowded and far too hot (thank you, Southeastern, we love you!).
I feel so brilliant to finally be home and be able to just relax. Happy Christmas everyone!