Demand

I decided to work at home today, nothing to do with last night's two hundred and forty one cocktails. Well, not much anyway. I was not therefore amused when next door started drilling holes in the party wall at 0900!

Luckily there was enough space in amongst the detritus of your average 20 somethings bedroom for me to take over No.1s desk for the day. It was actually quite nice looking out over the front of the house for a change, I might stay there tomorrow too.

Stupid Ginger Cat was playing the "How cute am I?" game for a while. Mainly as I wouldn't feed him on demand.