Opened the front door this morning just in time for “someone else’s cat” to vomit at my feet, (yep, not Mogs anymore, but “someone else’s cat”, damn right) – nice. Chased her around the hallway for a little while before giving up and leaving her for Matt to sort out.
Had to top Lara up with oil, that girl is such a guzzler. It’s still pouring with rain and now I am soggy and oily.
Traffic was abysmal and at a stand still when I did make it in onto the M60. Weather is so terrible I couldn’t see a thing.
Have just made it into work – need a coffee.