After not working for almost a year (health) I've recently been able to start doing a bit. A few weeks ago, I was given carte blanche to organise a particular meeting when it suited me. AND I ORGANISED IT FOR 30 MINUTES AFTER THE END OF NORMAL TIME. I am obviously a complete cock. So, because I live in New Zealand these days, I'll be at the pub at 7am, praying we can do the job inside 90 minutes and - if so - trying to get across a big(gish) city at rush hour to make a 9.15am start and impress a load of people I've never met before. Again, I am obviously a complete cock. Up the Blues.