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What a day. Worked all day. ALL DAY! I mean all of it. Apart from nipping out to the sandwich shop and then I regretted not taking my camera to grab a photo of the sandwich shop guy (not this one, the other one). Now, I don't want this to read like I don't usually work. I do. Just not ALL DAY. There's the usual making cups of tea, visiting the water dispensing machine, quick chats and socialising that is an essential part of working life. There's a need to keep up to date with the news and topics of discussion in national and Scottish politics and society, the very occasional refreshing of Blipfoto to pass a minute and there's always some piece of trivia that needs to be discussed and verified by Google, like what "salience" really means. That's work. But this was ALL DAY.

Anyway, that's my excuse for only taking a photo of the space where yesterday's bottles used to be on the way home and then pestering the family with camera and flash and even taking a photo of my dinner, just in case. As it turns out, Ellen can be relied upon to make some cheeky face.