"On call" is a relative term

It's half three in the morning and I'm still up. Urgh. Suspect that this is because I made the mistake of checking my work email "just quickly" before going to bed. "Just quickly" turned into a good few hours as I tried to untangle the mess awaiting me.

I'd anticipated a nice, easy start to the year come Monday morning. Instead, I'm bound for a central govt department with no briefing book and little in the way of sleep. Oh, and I have that nice cosy chat come Wednesday, just me & a senior partner, for a full hour, wherein I need to sound Not Crap (tm). *shudders* They weren't kidding about the "both feet & into the deep end, too" bit of the promotions, were they? Still, I suppose it's my own fault. I should have waited until Sunday afternoon to check the state of the mess, like most normal people.

Boy am I glad that I have tomorrow off! One last glorious day of holiday... and the weekend to recover. (& continue untangling, one presumes.)

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Right, the heating has been on for a long time, and so hopefully it'll be warm enough to actually sleep tonight. I spent last night shivering and not actually doing any sleeping. Although it did have the bonus benefit of burning of a surprising number of calories through sheer muscle spasms.

One might almost think that I was back up in Edinburgh again.

um...

There are only three British actors, and they're all in the same shows.

This must be the reason why John Simm (Sam Tyler) and Philip Glenister (DCI Gene Hunt) were not only in Life on Mars together, but also State of Play, Tuesday, Clocking Off and Heartbeat. True, for Clocking Off and Heartbeat I suspect that they were not in the same episodes, but for State of Play and Tuesday they most certainly are.

I am filled with the urge to play '6 Degrees of Separation' with a whole other bunch of British actors.

Or have banoffee pie.

*thinks*

I may have pie, to be fair.

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P.S. Was at a party until a few minutes ago. 'Twere ace. Yes.