Office day; after rubbish sleep. Great. Still, I managed to drag myself in before 8 and there was relative peace (apart from the usual Monday deluge of calls; but I managed to drown much of it out with the Mandy OST and some Max Richter.
I was dispatched to get a new £0.99 phone at lunchtime only to find Vodafone had closed their shop at the near end of Princes St; and I didn't have enough time to get the West End one, so....
Back to the grind; left at 7; supermarket on the way home and in for an evening of laundry and phone calls.
More disembodied legs (following Saturday's posting)