So far today I have:

* been for a walk down the river, listening to the Arctic Monkeys on the ipod, passing a very smiley, jogging chinese girl and a rather overly-sniffy alsatian;

* read two chapters of Turn of the Screw by Henry James;

* listened to the Sunday service on Radio Four while eating breakfast and discovered Catholic services are uncannily similar to CofE (pondered what I was expecting - the audible clanking of insense burners perhaps?);

* swept front path that is, as usual, awash in leaves, including holly which is odd as no one in the street appears to have a holly bush;

* had a quick blog;

* caught up with personal emails;

* made another cup of tea and said good morning to Nibs who eventually surfaced at 9.30 muttering about some Australian thing he was watching on BBC3 till 1.30am;

* started on writing up staff member's revised job description;

* wondered at what ever happened to 'the day of rest' while glancing at the clock to discover it is all of 10.03am.