Drinking bleary cups of tea with Kate and the FB in the morning, me smelling like a marshmallow after randomly selecting a shower gel. Early to work from Ealing, travelling in with the FB. Faintly autumnal morning, me and the FB walking through a crowd of small children in school uniforms and talking about stepfathers.

Once at work, I snuck off to the chiropractor to receive a damned fine cracking. Enjoyed the walk by the Thames, feeling pleasantly philosophical and returning with a snakily flexible spine. Bumped into Mike who was off to the pub to commiserate with one of our sacked colleagues. Joined them briefly and, this done, back to work.

Extremely happy to get home early after three nights out in a row. Spoke to my lovely MJ, and headed upstairs for an early night.