A welcome day of working from home.  I thought that going back to work would be fun and it certainly is.  What I had forgotten was the commutting.  That period of utter lack of control when you give yourself to a train company for nearly three hours.  Yesterday, I was told my ticket wasn't valid because I got off in London on the stop between two terminals - this doesn't count as a valid stop.  Sometimes you want to scream.

After welcome days of sun, the weather broke, no view, just shapes peering through the mist.  She was working from home, world contracted to a screen.