Another mad work day, did my first new interview type (two booked in but only one made it), and thought it went well, then as the day progressed realised the bits I'd overlooked, oy vey, but as my colleague M would say, nobody died.

Awful meeting in the afternoon, 2 till 4.40 - 20 of us crammed in over heated room suitable for 14, like a nursery school outing, no shape at all. Did learn a few things about procedures, but mostly how childish and ignorant or needy some of my colleagues are.  The newer recruits continue to impress though.

Home on 17.28 train, then did a little good turn, well two actually, en route home, at very little personal inconvenience but a good sign that I am not completely disappearing up my own backside thanks to this terrible ennui.

Still not up to walking Boy. Not interested in food tbh but having made the chicken and veg soup yesterday (and having had nothing again all day apart from the obligatory M & S granola square and several honey and lemons drinks), it went down a treat with some toasted baguette.

Started watching a Sky Arts prog with Peter Capaldi portraying Leonardo da Vinci.  Couldnt stick at it thanks to commercial breaks/inability to concentrate for long.

Then .... (drumroll).... washed my hair! (after 17 days, what a pig, combination of the farcical daily fallacy "I won't wash my hair as I'll be going swimming tonight" followed by over a week of feeling increasing ill with the cold/cough and increasingly so depressed I could only just be arsed to shower). Felt better for it tbh! Quel surprise.

Watched the Sport Relief bake off au lit, expecting to despise Sam Cam who was pretty ok, quite self deprecating for someone with her background and married to such an arrogant knob. Jason Manfor likeable as ever, some Eastenders actress very attractive and good at yoga and also self deprecating and David James who I infer is or was a footballer and he was good fun.

Minor hate filled 10 mins on seeing the news item - even including trying to work out how to get a personal message to him - re this lowlife who's idea of appropriate activity is to purposely and with no provocation drive at unsuspecting cyclists ( Dean Goble jailed for driving at cyclists.turns out he was previously in the news for drug dealing), what a total arsewipe. *