the lesser redcapped hutgirl- a study

Horrible day so far… ran out of petrol on my way to work (only half a mile from the petrol station too!) and my Daddy had to come and rescue me (you would have thought by the age of 28 I would be capable of rescuing myself by now, but apparently not).  Result? Instead of being 45 minutes EARLY for work to give myself a headstart on a week’s worth of mails, I was 15 minutes late.  To deal with 168 emails.  On a drop-in morning, with 20 students wanting my attention.  And a handover to do with the young man who covered my desk last week.  The joy!

But still- Monday Night Supper Club tonight.  Game of Thrones will redeem the day.