Really it's way past my bedtime. But I don't want to go to bed. Not yet.
Though, really I have nothing to write about. Nothing new to bring to the party.
American clients are being demanding, though in a reasonable and nice way. That said, they are entitled to it. After all they pay £410 per hour of my time. Though not to me, I hasten to add.
What gets me is the time difference. I want to be going home as they start the day.
I'm taking a client to the football on Saturday. I have to admit, I rather like the football, but at £150 per club level seat I'd certainly not be going at my expense.
It's Arsenal -v- Spurs. For me it's my first derby, given (and let me just check after I've typed it) I'm more or less equidistant from both. Well, let me first say I think I'm closer to Emirates...
I was right. Not much, much further, it seems. But Arsenal (at "B") are still my home team, with Spurs (at "A") coming a close second. Well, it's 1/3rd to 2/3rds really.
Phew wow! Means I don't need to learn any new chants.