Friday 13 April 2012: WFH
Every morning a few emails drop in to the Inbox informing the team who has opted, for whatever reason, to WFH.
For most, the 'H' means home. For me... no longer.
Bert came back with his mighty drill and hooks that you could hang an elephant off.
And now the sitting room has a hammock and the weekend starts
here in a few hours when I've done working.
Must remember the hammock is Mrs B's birthday present... must remember...