Well I've no idea how he does it, but lovely line-manager remained buoyant and forward-looking and a bit of it rubbed off, kinda. It all felt a bit Jane Austen, what with the next-one up patting all our little heads and telling us how appreciated we are, even if he does steal the carrots from our nose-bag.

2008: Not a lot happened. Both our mums came to stay with us, separately, so we must have sorted out some creature comforts.