I come to bury Caesar.....

Between 9.30am and 11.30am this morning, not 5mins passed without a phone call on the mobile, call on the landline, text, e-mail or unplanned visitor to my desk.....eventually I just sat back and looked on in disbelief at events unfolding in front of me.....whatever happened to the mid-term holiday lull? However, a head-hunter (hark at me) contacted me about a job in Stirling at a day-rate which made all eleven toes curl. I know I won't go for it, but it was nice to dream for a while.

Nancy and Stig had been making ginger snaps today, so I sat back at night with a strong cup of coffee and a home made biscuit to read about the 7 billionth person to join the human race on the 31st October (give or take a year).