I'd just nodded off to sleep last night when Barney the dog started barking for no readily apparent reason. Not an alarm call sort of bark, but an intermittent wuff ... pause ... wuff sort of pattern. I don't think that he wanted to go out, but maybe he was just being mithered by the cats in the utility room where his basket is. Fortunately Jan did the honours and eventually settled him down, but it left me feeling wiped out again come the morning time.
Work has been quite good today with some very positive feedback from the demo last Friday and a nice complement from the big boss about the rolling demo that I edited together for the trade show she is doing this week. Just so long as they bear it in mind come next pay rise time ...
Doctor Who last night was well worth the wait and much better than the last episode shown at Easter. I'll not say too much for fear of spoilers, but it was an atypical story with a very downbeat ending - not too surprising given David Tennant's imminent departure from the role, but I imagine that there were quite a few kiddies who will have been reluctant to go upstairs for bath time by the end of the episode. Roll on the Christmas specials.
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