Whatever that means
Aye, back to the grind. I gave myself a long lie until 6.45am today to ease back into the routine. I was expecting to get back to a busy week of tender-related work but it turned out to some less-than-expected writing minus the prep for a meeting that now won’t be happening. That was a nice start and the rest of the day was spent pootling through the holiday email pile, deleting 95% of them, and then steady work with no great urgency.
I found this down a lane while I was mooching around. It’s just wrong in every way.