Acts of random clumsiness......

.....in my rush to get out of the house this morning, I dropped my camera on the lens (no damage) and knocked our chummeryken three men in a boat framed print off the wall, smashing the glass. Rubbish.

Uneventful day with a client visit in the western suburbs, some process mapping type stuff back at the ranch and then off to our HQ in the centre ville for a meal with colleagues. The wise man goes home after the meal, but this reporter was led astray by his boss and ended the evening in Whistle Binkies Bar at 1.30am. Damn.

I predict that tomorrow I'll be mostly tired and jaded.