The worst food. Ever.

Cold, greasy, solid. Yuck, yuck, yuck.

It was the only hot food on offer in Luton Airport and sometimes it feels like only hot food will do.

Spent 8 hours training people how to write punchy effective text.

It was a bit disorientating because I didn't get out of the building at lunchtime and only when I left did I realise that I wasn't sure exactly which town I'd been in all day.