Last evening was interrupted by some fairly spectacular (if short-lived) electrical storms, here in Worcester. The first one broke just before Gorse Fox left the office. By the time he had travelled the 2 miles to the hotel, it was over.

GF again went walking, but ever mindful of the threat, stuck to the city centre and carried an umbrella (the Silver Vixen would be proud of him).

Silver Vixen was with U-c when we spoke. They were "sorting out" the flat. U-C & Sir Lancinglot were moving their stuff back to Porpoise Place... and GF would gues things were fairly chaotic.

Today sees the big presentation to the Board. GF has finalised the material, but is still eager that it goes well. The Abbott is coming up to attend, so GF will have some moral support.