Lost

Monday was thankfully better than Friday, although Bailey was far from keen about getting it started in the first place. There was a misty walk and drive into work and then chilly rooms at work until somebody determined to turn the heating back on this afternoon. 

A couple of meetings along the way which were frustrating in parts but it was a lengthy catch up at the end of the day which mainly delayed my departure. Home to Bailey who has spent quite a bit of the evening complaining about not being entertained - and about a missing biscuit. It was retrieved once he had provided a blip.