Clock and roll

Day one of 'time slice week'....

I spent much of the morning being stalked by my boss' boss who seems to have the impression I can see into the future. Unfortunately for all concerned, he has no ability to see into the past, so tomorrow he'll come and ask me the same daft questions. Even a ground hog would be bored with this choreographed nonsense.

After that, it was bouncing from one meeting to another until I dashed out early to meet Tiff. Then I was tortured by Carla the sadist physio. She made me buy this instrument of torture. I'm not sure how but it will fix my back, knee, Achilles, scuffed boots, skylight, bank balance and my natural propensity to bang my head on the desk when people bore me.

So after a day rush rush rush it's now time for hush hush hush. Zzzz