Grumblebum

Hrrumph, whinge, sulk, pout.

It’s 36°C, it’s New Year’s Eve, I’m supposed to be on holiday, and I am in my office working (actually, mostly NOT working: my brain is melting and I’m not in the mood to work anyway!).

Time to go home, I think … except it’ll be too hot there and I won’t get any sleep.

Grumble, mutter, rant, sook.

Oh, and a happy new year to you all! 😉