I will be sooooo glad of a proper relaxing weekend.
This time I am definitely NOT taking any work home with me, and as my darling parents are in the south of France, there will be no unexpected calls to go and take stuff to the tip , or help with the garden.
One wonders which deity one has offended and what may be done to re-enter it's good graces. One is unsure as to what terrible enough offence one may have commited, to warrant one's current terrible fate of being buried alive in work.