Still smiling.

I don't do work blips. Ever. And now I've done two in a week. Second 12 hour day in a row was surreal. Included 300 miles per hour monty Pythonesque meet, greet and presentation to visiting Latvians. Lots and lots of phones ringing, questions and emails to be answered. Mad dash 40 mile commute in between to collect and deposit sprogs at Dave's work. My loud, pathetic and wild lament for an aching and urgent need for chocolate while being stuck in the worlds biggest traffic jam...and the wonderful moment Tess said....."I have a chocolate orange in my bag" Then big event at night doing the old networking thingamibobbing and hobnobbing, but with mini quiches rather than hobnobs. And now getting lovin's from Fergus Fish Finger.