Bugger
Well, I’m back from a well-earned break. As far as I’m aware, I haven’t been sacked whilst I was away for gross negligence, and there haven’t been any riots. Not at home at least, though I did have the privilege of seeing one of those anti globalism demos and there wasn’t a rock thrown or window smashed in sight. There wwre lots of people, lots of banners and signs and whistles but not a sign of any trouble and nobody setting up tents on other people’s property.
Only a day to go then it’s back with the nose to the grindstone until next years’ batch of annual leave, which might be a long time coming what with the ban on annual leave during the extended Olympics period nest summer.
Damn, I think I’ve just depressed myself, and after such a wonderful break with Mrs Weeks and the Weeklings, too.
