Misty Mountain Hop

A cold and misty start to the day, with the bleak prospect of a full, five day working week ahead. At least the roads are still free of kiddly winks being transported to school in their horribly be-weaponed four by fours, making for a relatively stress free commute.

Work is pressurised again. We have authorisation to recruit another new bod, but that's not going to help with the large chunks of work that we have promised to be completed and tested by the end of April. It also doesn't help that the network is running with the smooth efficiency of a pig in treacle.

We were eating tea last night when I noticed Doris the cat playing with something in the hallway. I initially thought it was a bit of black cotton or a cable tie or something, but on closer inspection it turned out that she was tormenting a perfectly hee-yuge spider. It was easily the size of a 50 pence piece and it was looking very sorry for itself when I rescued it and put it outside. Makes a change from mice, rats and birds, I suppose.

Well, it seems to have brightened up considerably since this morning and it's Skeptics in the Pub tonight so hurrah!