And nope, I'm not on about Mr Blair!
Day itself went well this morning. Got there on time, and after the last 2 days, didn't suffer with delays, powercuts. But the 8:08 was packed out, worse than a tube train 
Bumped into Andrew on the way over, he's off on another trip for our European shareholder. Just about squeezed on, but it'd have not worked if the train wasn't going straight to London. We only stayed on because the doors closed
Bonus with getting here on time, was breakfast 
Primavera do the best breakfasts of any company I know. Well, apart from Ian's Big Breakfast Specials at GT Electrical on a Saturday 
Then the journey home wasn't without incident. First off, someone fell ill on the tube at Hammersmith, so ALL Piccadilly services stopped. Quick nip over the road to the Hammersmith & City, only to slip up in the rain and crack my shins on the tube, ouch 
And finally, once home, a note through the door from the RSPCA, and Spitfire, limping around with something stuck in his paw
Off to bed before anything else happens
