The great thing about Friday's is that the commute is limited to the distance between the Gorse Fox's kitchen and his study. Today there was a lot to get through... documents to complete and send to the client, resourcing to complete, a management call (new head of Division's first call), and loads of fiddly administrative tasks.
Without labouring the point, let's just conclude that it all went well and it has been a good day.
The Silver Vixen is out for the evening; GF suggested getting some armoured gloves (as she was going sewing) but she swears that she has learnt her lesson. Gorse Fox is just glad that she didn't decide to emulate Sleeping Beauty and sleep for one hundred years - his days of being Prince Charming may be on the wane.