Star of the Week

The Gorse Fox was awake soon after 06:00. He was expecting Ellie to wander in and ask the time. She didn't. In fact, it was 06:50 before she emerged. How civilised. 

It was Red Nose Day so the children were allowed to attend school in their own choice of clothes, rather than school uniform. Ellie made the most of this but did keep the "red" theme going. We took her around to school where her classmates were all dressed in red-themed outfits.

We returned home for some breakfast and more coffee. Then, the Silver Vixen attacked Ellie's ironing pile, while the Gorse Fox retired to the study. His objective was to refine the code that extracts the blog posts and then reprocess 2013. That done, he started to work through the year, month by month.

He had forgotten what a foul year that had been, working with RBS and NatWest and the Starfleet outsourcing crew. The only (and he means ONLY) saving grace was the opportunity to spend time in Edinburgh. Looking back, what is most satisfying is the fact that everything he warned of came to pass. Eventually, the arrogance of RBS/NatWest and the misplaced certainty of the Starfleet outsourcing thugs managed to completely fail. The Gorse Fox may not have been perfect, but he wasn't stupid, and his advice and warnings were ignored.

We collected Ellie from school and let her play in the park, making the most of the warm Spring sunshine, before heading home. Back home, she loaded up with snacks before Urban-Cub arrived to collect her. She's at Pistol Pete's this weekend.