Ick

Back from a pub lunch, one pint of Guinness was all I had but I can already tell this afternoon will be a struggle. It’s times like these that I long for my first job, where a Friday lunch quickly turned into a Friday afternoon in the pub. Ahh the joys of working in a 15 people company.

It’s not helped by the fact that the office temperature has been turned up, and I’m sitting here melting.

Anyhoo, whilst I remember, a happy birthday to Alan, 30 at last! Stuart said you guys were out at Del’s tonight so I might pop along.

Right. I’m off for a coffee… no a diet coke. I need the caffeine but not the heat.