Now that is scary

An infinite number of me all trapped in a small lift together. I’m sure it would end badly.

Got three lots of hugs today, from some of my favourite colleagues. Otherwise a bit of a slow day. Everything an effort at the moment. I have a theory that some people (myself included) suffer from TDS (Temporal Displacement Sickness) whenever the clocks go forward or back. The only effective treatment is six months off work for recovery ...

Have a bag full of sweets but no trick or treaters as yet. Oh well. I’m sure my colleagues at work will take care of the leftovers tomorrow...