Well hello. GF is here. What's going on? Has he missed anything?

After the first storm of the autumn GF struggled out of bed wondering if there were any more things in the house that could bang, creak, or squeak in high winds. GF should explain. You see he sleeps better away from home than he does at home. Why? Well every squeak and creak in a hotel is someone else's problem. Every sound at home is a potential threat to the Gorse Fox and Silver Vixen so GF is immediately alert and awake listening until he can expalin the sound that disturbed him. It may not be loud, it could be the silent fart of a passing fly... but GF is awake and like a coiled spring.

GF crossed the country again to visit Worcester and the Esteemed Client. Turned out to be a busy, though frustrating day. You don't want to hear about that, so GF will shut up for now and have a wander round the blogosphere.

[File under: Whimsy]