The Mootster

I worked from home today in a feeble attempt to avoid the worst of the heat.  I did spare myself the bus journeys which was delightful, but the temperature at home still got up to 29°C in my office.

It was hot is what I wanted to say.

And I started at 6:45 with the idea of knocking off at 3 this afternoon.

First phone call came at just before 7.  

And then the day got worse.

The Milk Of Human Kindness that I normally possess is now the Stinking Cheese Of Misanthropy.


I deleted the rant that I was going to post, I will not poison your weekend with so much bile.

But, look, it's Moot.  That makes most things better.