That Sort Of Day

Long, long, grey, foggy, rainy, cold day enlivened by a few phone calls asking for help with very (even for me) esoteric topics.  I was kaputt by the end of the day.

And your German language diversion for today, the German equivalent of "Laughing my arse off" is the much plainer "Ich lach mich kaputt".  I add this just in case you get an E-Mail from someone with ILMK written in it and you spend valuable time trying to figure out why someone would profess "I love Milton Keynes".

So, there you go, these things occur to me, to save them from occurring to you.