darling?

At the start of this week I calculated that I had 12 more days in the office, plus 5 days working at a conference in Austria over Easter, before I finish for a 2 week holiday. I therefore duly planned and prioritised the work that needed to happen before I go away.

And then this little 'darling' turned all my plans on their head with his shiny new budget. Ah well, at least it means there will be a little less pressure before I go away. I just need to revise my plans.

Has Mr Darling been kind to you?

NB. Great news... one of my friends and colleagues, David, started blipping yesterday. Check out Fat_Bloater_Dave