I'm trying to sleep!

I didn't sleep well last night.  Maybe it was starting my new Val McDermid on my tablet ('Northanger Abbey', based in Edinburgh, very drole), or the rain battering on the Velux or the fact I'd eaten the last bit of Christmas cake.  But I did eventually get off.

And I was up early, in the office for 8.15. we were interviewing all day. We had white smoke by mid afternoon, which was good and even better news for me as now I have filled my manager post.  

Poor B was struggling though with a terrible cough.  i hope she hasn't got what we had before Christmas.

After telling folk the news I stayed in the office to catch up on stuff.  It was well after 7 when I left and a very cold, biting wind when I got home. In fact it's been a pretty awful day all day.  I almost got blown off my feet on the Mile and all through the interviews the balcony was threatening to take off. 

I'm working at home tomorrow.  I have so much to catch up on.  

So an emergency cat blip, but Molly isn't playing ball tonight.  Her back says it all.