Monday:  Drove to the station, got the train, the tube, went to Sainsbury’s, walked to the office, then realised my jacket was inside out.

Wednesday:  Got lost on the way to work (the office I’d been at for a few years)

Thursday, got part way through a very small mint imperial I’d found languishing at the bottom of my bag (I was desperate, ok?) before I realised I was sucking on an ibuprofen.

I think I need to go on holiday before I do something properly daft….  Luckily I am.  In less than 12 hours!  See you soon lovely people :o)