Is it just me....

Or does Ipswich look like a brain?

Another smog-filled day. I made about 6 minutes of the senior management conference before being whisked to the paramedics, Starsky and Hutch style. A minute or two's rest in the ambulance and some oxygen I was fixed up enough to go back into the building. I rested in an ante room for a couple of hours with my head over a bowl of steam and happily enjoying the benefits of the aircon. I needed to perk up for my 3.00 presenting slot. I managed it OK but it was hard to pull my energy up enough to entertain a room of 120 directors, MDs and my CEO.

The lady boss put in an appearance to bring us all champagne for good work well done. That's a turn up for the books.

After I listened to Jake Humphreys entertaining stories, I went to rescue the car. Still coughing and spluttering (me, not the car) but better than yesterday.