Next week Friday – the 25th of March. Thank god. Which gives me a chance to finish off some odds and ends and handover my non-existent projects. 5 days left. I can do this. I cried when I missed the train this morning. Stupid bloody Bristol buses. All were late and hence I managed to get to the platform when the train pulled out. 30 mins wait until the next one.
I am very tired. My neck aches, my desk is set up totally wrong and train seats make my neck ache. Tomorrow, joyously, a friend is driving me home from Cardiff in his swishy car with heated leather seats.