Two Halves

Good day. Lovely morning. Quiet office. Got lots done. Both Boss and Tall Sidekick on leave. Place to myself. Listened to Lady Gaga on iPhone while adopting a snooty look that said, "I'm listening to a podcast on Heidegger's take on the Kardashian Vogue cover contradiction - leave one to oneself".

No meetings. The stuff that office dreams are made on. Left early. Paid a bill in the "16 customers in front of you" post office queue. Bought a second -almost unheard of - coffee in Pret. Broke in new shiny shoes. Fought with 3 over 'phone contract.

Cleared cookies from the iPad. Don't. Just don't. Ever. If only I'd paid its attention to password creation. Feel safer on the web for sure. But mostly because I can't log in anywhere. And I'm beginning to miss that ad for an M&S dressing gown that was following me around the worldwide web (it's just any worldwide web, it's ...). The Aged Relative is packing for our weekend away (in two weeks time). I'm late again!