Went into work this morning, gave a presentation to a client and left again. There was an all agency meeting at lunchtime and I wasn't about to be humilated in front of everyone.

Had lunch and a few drinks with Paul who talked some sense into me about not quitting and leaving myself with my financial trousers around my ankles.

Home to Brighton. Went down to the sea for a while trying to walk off the anger. Came home and drank tea and stewed in my own juice.