I have been working really hard, and it hasn't left much room for anything else. As an aside - today was remarkable in that I managed to get knocked of my bike. Drivers, when you decide to pull out - and the sun is in your eyes, don't just hope for the best. I'm 6'3" - quite hard to mis. My bike is fucked and my leg is turning black. The driver kept calling me 'mate' and didn't get out of the car - or hang around very long. It was only my very fast reflex that stopped me going over the car rather than into the road.
No other news, life really is dull - and the weather has clearly turned nasty. I've been going to bed early every night - but sleeping badly. Likewise the dogs. Roll on the weekend