Currently you find your humble correspondent in formal-bid-to–go-in-by-Friday hell, having pretty much worked through Sunday night. In about an hours time, the my mailbox will to fill with the latest pricing information. Continuing this mornings somewhat wintry theme, a week or so ago, Bambi Basher sent me this picture

At the moment, I can’t think of a place that I would rather be, just as long as it doesn’t have a WLAN, GPRS or GSM coverage