Secret Santa

I haven’t dipped my toe into the world of Secret Santa for a good few years now but it seems the level of gifts have totally improved. David from finance was apparently v happy with his socks to add to his collection and I’m v happy with my gin. And my Project Managers bought me a bottle of posh wine, I’m assuming to make up for the strop they collectively threw with me earlier in the day yesterday.

Interviews and meetings, left at 3, Home just after 6 for my posh wine, a Chinese takeaway and Masterchef catch up. And Saturday morning with the lie in that brings still to come. All good then.