Excellent

There is something deeply satisfying, the Gorse Fox finds, in spending the last day of the year buried up to eye balls in spreadsheets. Now, many who worked for Starfleet will know how frantic it got at the end of the year, trying to seal and register that last deal. Not the Gorse Fox. He managed to avoid that ridiculous farce, so now when he spends the time buried in Excel it is because he wants to achieve something that has value for him. In this case the 2019 budget and accounts.

He extends his sympathies to those in Starfleet still trying to squeeze the last penny out of a contract because some faceless accountant (away on holiday somewhere) insists on setting a totally unachievable target.

We have Tinkerbell and Two Hats popping round for some bubbles this evening before we all traipse round to the Indian for a meal. It should be fun, but it's a shame that Old Bill is unwell and they can't join us.