I left the office at 5:40 this afternoon. I've literally just walked in through the door and it's quarter past 11! I really don't think the Stevenage to Shirely commute is going to be a regular thing... and it's taken this long even though I've made illegal use of my train ticket.

Not only is the journey 5 hours and 20 minutes door to door, but late in the evening, after the commuter rush, the trains don't seem to have toilets and the stations don't seem to have theirs open. Not even the Chinese takeaway I got my Chicken Fried Rice from allowed me to use their toilet. So my sincere thanks goes out to God for the use of the bushes in the local Methodist Church, just around the corner.

All this fuss for a 4 hour meeting.... not only that but I should be in Oslo drinking cold beer with a man that calls himself Spinner.