Knackered

The antics of last week and the weekend which followed are catching up on me. My first thought this morning was "it's Saturday". Quickly followed by thought number two: "oh no, it's Tuesday, or something. But not Saturday". A moment of quiet satisfaction translated into a sigh.

At work my colleague C kept reminding me what day it was; as she left I said I'd see her tomorrow, only to be reminded I'm actually on an early train to Glasgow. I've a sense it'll be a long week...

Tonight we watched an episode of Cucumber. The latest Russell T Davies programme which has been a hit with us. The story of Henry and Lance, of getting old, buying expensive Hi Fi systems and then imploding via a midlife crisis. Amusing and depressing in equal measure, with lots of opportunities to - worryingly - see elements of yourself as you watch.