An entirely ridiculous week at work, which has left me feeling somewhat like this poor dove who spent most of Saturday sleeping on the floor in the garden, or in the gutter of the garage. As part of the NHS's drive to save money we have had a team of 'lean' auditors in all week. My personal recommendation, were it actually deemed acceptable to ask the staff, on ways to save money would be: 1) Stop paying out for teams of people to come in for an entire week, that'll save thousands; 2) Fire staff who take too much time off sick, make an example of them; and 3) Quick fix solutions cost more in the long run, hire qualified staff rather than unqualified interim locums. But, work is not all that is of a man's life, which left time to study in the week. Ah, so perhaps working is taking us most of my time at the moment. Cat and I did plan on seeing True Grit on Wednesday, alas the screen was one of the 'studios', and the person selling the tickets told Cat that the only seats left were not worth having. C'est la vie, there shall be another time, so we headed off to the pub to vegetate instead. On Friday we went to view a house, which was rather beautiful, but in terms of practicality lacked enough space for us not to be in one another's pockets. Or eat. At a table. Which in reality is less than ideal, even if you don't eat at a table everynight, one is needed to study on at the very least. We've ear marked a couple more places, having now taken into account that a one bed place is too small. Not that that means that the opportunity was a waste of time, but it was important to get more of an understanding as to what type of thing we're looking for - pictures and a description on a web page can only go so far. This was also MOT week, which Bruce passed with flying colours, hoorah! Now to sort out insurance and whatnot, boo! Climbing on Sunday was, initially, going to be rubbish as I felt half conscious in the morning. Coffee seemed to do the trick though, and whilst not much has been rerouted I attempted a new and, dare I say, enjoyable yet crazily inclined 6a. Cat is improving, and as it has been three weeks since we last went it's clear the personal trainer is paying dividends. And dividends, well, I know all about the rate of income tax that are paid on them... I'm off of work Monday and Tuesday. Yay! Off to Chelmsford I go to sit in with a solicitor at an inquest, which should hopefully give me a more attractive CV, but also the chance to expand my knowledge of legal processes. Which is one way of saying, new job, please.