Worked for most of the day - when I arrived home, the small dog had destroyed a leather sofa and my mattress. Someone must have been banging on the door - it winds her up. I'm trying really hard not to have any feelings about it - or I might get busy with a baseball bat. I had to leave the house and sit in someone's garden for an hour. She'd also pissed all over the dining room - I'd scrubbed that floor this morning.
I was in Morrissons earlier - it appears to be a giant day centre for people with chronic health problems.