If only...

... everything in life was this easy.

Work this morning and inspiration was duly found (amazing what a deadline can do) and later the big job was squeezed down the wires after a lot of panicky checking, rechecking, document comparing, and final checking.

Later, some gardening in the rain. Principally taking 4000 cuttings from a huge rose bush (ok, 50, one has to work - surely). They were my insurance policy in case the moving of the rose bush proved impossible. And, to be honest, I'm not sure the bush will survive. It's very old, and the main root seemed to go half way to the centre of the earth. So now I'm feeling guilty, and should probably have just left it alone.

But no time for self-pity: tomorrow brings packing, rabbit delivery and a diploma ceremony.

Note to self: start labelling freezer bags. Pasta with Shepherds Pie mix was not met with universal acclaim.