The last day of work began with a trip to Leeds to find the place closed. On returning to work I discovered our second guillotine in two days had broken. Soon enough one of them was repaired and I could print my final job of the year. It's not been a bad year at work. I think it's been four years since, by Christmas I had not got it into my head that I wanted to leave. I think the iPod has had a lot to do with work being pleasurable. I don't feel as though I have done any less work than usual. So soon enough we will venture to the pub and then later I will pick my little boy up which I am looking forward to.