Is it time to put my shirt into the cupboard until next season?
I'll sleep on it.
In other news, Monday morning was pandemonium. People who had time critical information (for lodging bids to ask questions in Parliament tomorrow) decided to go missing when needed.
After 2 hours of chaos, we discovered the person who was supposed to deal with it last week had done exactly that, but we had no way of finding out until she emerged from her meeting.
Mid afternoon we found out our bid was successful. Job done.
What will tomorrow bring? Calm? Chaos? A bit of both?