Quite the best day off ever. Well, it began terribly well - I was ordered for lunch by a terribly nice young Polish executive called Bart.
He'd got bored of spending lunchtimes either nipping out for sandwiches or going to the gym and figured, well, now I've got my own office, I may as well put it to good use.
I tottered home giggling and picking paper clips out of my trousers.
Then, to the theatre to see Billie Piper's Spirit Trap. Surely it can't be an anti climax... Could it...?