Whatever that means


One of those days when you sit at a desk doing stuff – spreadsheets mainly, making them do quite cool things but only cool in a disturbingly sad way. Playing with numbers. Some peripheral election numbers. And then to the Cafe Royal for a meeting and then home to help with some homework. That tricky balance of helping without telling. 


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This entry was posted on April 28, 2015 by in The Bank of Me.
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