Abstract Thursday - Rhythm.

It's the first rhythm we master - ok, most of us master it eventually... Clapping, applause, percussion, it's all in the hands. I hand you AT91:Rhythm, in the safe hands of Ingeborg, for whom I'd ask you all to put your... ok, you knew that was coming. All together now; one, two, three...

It feels a bit like a Saturday today, since for once we are not tearing down the M5 to Southmead. And the fun doesn't stop there, as Charlie is coming home for the actual weekend - albeit her flight time has just been delayed. 

Ah well, that'll let me finish up a neighbourhood planning meeting before I go collect her. Busy old game, this retirement lark...