24 hours to Tulsa

Yet another long day.

Up early and off to Newcastle, via the Leeds office where I picked up one of my cow-orkers, for to do a long and convoluted installation of our web software. It was the first time that we had run through the routine (about 40 pages of instructions to follow) of setting up stuff and configuring it, and barring one omission of an ini file entry that caused one bit not to work until we spotted it, we left them with a working system on their test server. There's more to do, but we should be able to do that remotely.

We left the site at four o'clock and it was a blustery trip back with the wind really picking up along the way. Fortunately the heavy rain that had been threatened stayed the other side of the Pennines so it wasn't quite as bad as it could have been. Driving that sort of distance in the dark is quite disorientating and I completely lost track of where we were until I saw the signs for Leeds looming up.

Home a little before seven to the delightful sight of a freshly grouted shower courtesy of Jan's elbow grease which looked fantastic. It's amazing just how much difference it makes and it is very much appreciated.

I zonked out on the sofa and was able to play a bit of Animal Crossing when I managed to prise control of the tv from the cold, dead hands of the Modern Warfare obsessed Jamie. It was a very productive time too, with the sale of turnips plus an elegant mushroom netting a return of 67,000 bells. Ker ching! I also fished Winnie's lost key out of the river and received a new wii locker from Nintendo in the mail. I loves this game, I truly do.