Dead hard getting out of bed this morning so it was. Dark and post-weekend murky and glrrrrgh. Cold at work in the half-built house with nae doors or windaes; even colder after kneeling in the post-leak puddle sorting it out. Now I'm camped in the library, half-dry and starting to feel all snuggly-warm-sleepy. Could right handle sloping off home to a plate of hot stew and a cuddle with my neighbour's wee dog, but now it's time for the dreaded Driving Lesson. An hour lurching about the city centre in the half-light and rain, trying to predict what any number of mad buggers are going to do at any given moment, for my sins. Oh well.