And one more thing: sitting next to meeting rooms means you’re better placed for excess pastries (post-breakfast meetings) and lunch…
it’s like living with an older woman…
So what’s been happening this week? Keith gauges his time by whatever techy projects he’s working on. I remember my weeks by where I’ve eaten – sad I know, but a woman’s place definitely is in the kitchen …or as close to wherever the food’s kept, at least. And we’ll have none of that feminism rubbish that says otherwise. So, revisited Kerala by Oxford Circus on Weds evening and had a couple of gorgeous vegetarian curries (loads of spinach …hmmm!) and visiting Quaglino’s for the first time tonight. On the work front, it’s been highly eventful due to moving floors this week. The eventfulness came when IT didn’t manage to move our work-stations to the designated spots, and we were left to kill a couple of hours by wandering around an exhibition at the Royal Academy of Arts opposite and then venture down to Walkers. Still, I’ve had worse days.
Heee-eelp! I can’t breathe under these floorboards… Somebody help me please!
…no, I haven’t murdered Lou and buried her body under the new motorway bridge over the M23 near Banbury. Ahem. She’s just not made any updates in a while.
That’s what it feels like at the moment. I forsee an interesting few days as various issues are worked out at, erm, work. I fear battle lines may well be drawn – and I’m getting The Fear.
Ah well. We had a visitor in the office today – baby Izzy. Having a camera handy, I took a few pics, some of which seemed to come out ok. I’ll send them to her mum tomorrow.
Finally, having consumed my own weight in caffeinated, carbonated, sugary beverages today, I think I can be officially called hyperactive. Best go to the pub for a quick one to calm down then
PS: thunder is officially closing in…