Drama

A day catching up at work. The head head man has written of the programme, that as we've got closer to implementation the risks have become clearer. So very true. To paraphrase, as he didn't write, once the risks were teeny weeny wee things in the distance. And now we've got closer we've realised they're actually impassible mountains covered in snow inhabited by flesh eating ghouls. And we're wearing swimming gear. I apologise to everyone. MrP was right all along.
Later to the Traverse to see Right Now, which was a bit of a hoot, steering on the right side of bedroom farce/comedy of manners/dark sexual drama. If you know what I mean. I certainly don't.