it's been a weird week. I've been drunk a lot, done a load of work and had moments of frustration but very little elation. The pub takeover is mired down in a three way contractual wrangle that is playing out like a poker game in a bad movie. There have been a couple of moments where I've been close to kicking the table over and stalking off a la John Wayne but for the moment I'm keeping the red mist in check.
Haven't heard from Dad and have been kind of too scared of breaking down to call. I might go out there on Monday.