Coos

Phew. My house smells of new carpet, the guy came round to fit it this morning. Then I raced into work and had some meetings, read things, came home, visited Chez Eamonn, went to pipeband, had a pint with Stewart and here I am now. I've got to get up early tomorrow to get stuff done before a meeting at 830.

Don't get the wrong impression, I'm enjoying it, I could do with a European mini-break though. Roll on the Jackson wedding in Italy next weekend.