God is reading my blog.

Or the Scottish Government is (are).

One of my Tuesday impediments has moved to Thursday.

I just need to figure out whether I can reasonably negotiate on the second.

As a trade off, our chief executive (presumably also reading this) sent me a timely reminder of whom is in charge.

I must have dinner with him in a handful of Wednesday's time.

It's almost like he was squinting over my shoulder at the rehearsal schedule.

Anyway, weeks away, that's easily dealt with.

And in the meantime, thanks, god.