Home!

Survived and got home. Shoes kicked off on the stair.
Just as I feared, Monday morning had dawned wet and windy. The bus crawled for 45 minutes as I peered out in the half dark through the condensation on the windows as commuters fought with umbrellas against the elements. After that, my destination was an oasis of calm. Someone had thoughtfully put my name and start date on my PC. My boss apparently works from London one week and Edinburgh the next, and occasionally (as today and tomorrow) she works from home over the water. This is excellent news.