Hello all. This is just a note to say that I'm back at Camberley HQ. Dad just picked me up from the station. He and I are both a little tired, so methinketh a still even is oportune; soon I shall be drinking Waggledance in the bath.

Brief mention of work today. Got about a million phone calls today (as it's that time of the month) including several that were some woman trying to send us a fax, and caused me befuddlement. Busy enough in general, but by no means exhausting - nice. Bad business near the end of the day though in the form of a woman who had been declared bankrupt, and wanted us to stop her pay going to her old bank account. We didn't get the new details in time, so she had to spend £20 for the privilege of the cancelation, while we issued her a cheque, but she neglected to ensure that we changed the name on the cheque so that she could actually cash it. The new details she gave us were her friend's. So she's got no money at the minute. She sounded pretty irritated.

Apparently Ati at work is a Seventh-Day Adventist. Presumably that involves a lot of theology I'm not aware of, but the signal thing seems to be that they keep the Sabbath with none of that Sunday nonsense.

I was just handed an exciting new phone to speak to Mum at work on. She's doing an on-call shift in the haematology department you know.

Beer and bath. It's the freaking bank holiday weekend. Woo!