Yesterday I went back to work after a lovely couple of days off  - went to Pressure at the Arches in a lovely new dress hung about with my parents and swapped some music, went to a friends gig and the Doctor Who exhibition - only to find someone had stolen my chair and replaced it with a rubbish one.

Today I found my chair and used all my super spy skills to steal it back - I'm very stealthy me (or I would be if I hadn't sort of fallen over on the way back) - and it was the high point of my day. I think this may tell you something about the kind of day I had.