The Sign Of Four

I'm getting more and more popular.  The telephone never stops ringing.

And in these telephone calls I hear so many different accents but one recurring turn of phrase "Weiß der Kuckuck" which can be translated "God only knows" which is odd because ein Kuckuck is a cuckoo.  Probably been elected as a God while I've been guddling about in systems.

I managed to write a DIY guide for solving our current IT Problem and published it on our Confluence site.

I think the phone will be red hot tomorrow - "When will this be fixed?" people will yell, still not understanding that I'm just the fireman who has provided a work around solution that will work for most people.  The real underlying problem is still there. And is nothing I can fix.

In good news, the time before work was good.  The neighbours are back from holiday and that means the Fluff-Cats are back.  Both Fluff-Cats were at the terrace doors this morning wanting to see if Nisha and Munni were around or was there perhaps a spare breakfast going?  It was really good to see Nisha playing with both of them.

And of course there was the standard Baloo "I'll just check the kitchen to see if there's a snackerel for cats" attempt.

Cats make days better.