Jupiter. Again.

Waiting for Mel after work. Which was odd. Work that is. not waiting for Mel.

On the plus side I've been allowed the chance to work from home most of the time (turning up at the office when necessary, and on Mondays and Thursdays) for the next three months (save for three weeks in Kosovo). Tomorrow, however, is a day off to phone round some recruitment agencies, and follow up a few other ideas.

Lunchtime coffee down at Porty is hopefully planned with a (soon to be ex) colleague, and in amongst that the chicken run WILL be finished completely. So unless I turn up something outstanding be prepared for a boring blip tomorrow of some woodwork.