Me at OGH

This was before the proverbial hit the rotating object.  We did do our usual tour of the premises before an open day, and everything was hunky dory.  I'm not actually allowed at Open Days on account of I'd get under everyone's feet, and let's face it, some people are scared of small black dogs.  So I get to stay home and snooze the afternoon away. 

Whereas SHE.  Oh my glory, she did come home utterly spent and weary and knack-er-ed, and everything else you can think of to do with tiredness.

Seems that not less than THREE volunteers did not turn up for duty, without a by your leave or thank you, which left HER and Aunty Libby to deal with the influx.  And it was on influx of more than 60 people.

So we are now in recovery mode, and not a lot will happen today.