Adagio assai (nope – looked it up before you ask) and the concentration started to drift away. UK Proms repeat – BBC Symphony Orchestra with Inon Barnatan as soloist. Lovely – just finished. Sigh – one less excuse.

So, how did you get on last week I hear you cry (or I’d certainly like to think someone out there cares)? My four equally important tasks. Pleasantly good, thank you. Two moved substantially on, one ticking over and just an issue with the last. Ticking over – certainly – but delving into one or two of the “numbers” is causing way more problems than it’s solving…

Last time the issue was differing numbers in different places. This time the question is same number in each place but what it represents seems to be lost in the mists of time (2012 to be precise). And it’s important (obviously or I wouldn’t be whinging about it) because the CEO wants to alter some amounts – which I don’t inherently have an issue with (yet) – but if we alter something the rules of accounting specify a zero-sum game and hence something else alters as well.

Not sure I understand why it wasn’t tied down at the time (AND I can’t blame any third parties, all my own work) and two bits of software have changed in the meantime – one of which I can still access the historic data, one of which I cannot. S’life…

Very recently it was five weeks to our main holiday and in a day or two it’ll be just three weeks time. I really wish it would slow down a bit. It’s all very well thinking (when you have a bad day/week/month/year* (* delete as applicable)) don’t worry there’ll be another one along in a moment. But all the good “stuff” does the same as well! Holiday? Blink and you’ve missed it!!!

We’re off to Georgia (the country not the US state) – apartment booked in Tbilisi (which, I’m amazed to discover IS in the spelling checker) and daughter trying and so far failing to blag anything interesting through her travel blogging background. There is still time but it is running out all too quickly…

For reasons rather too complicated to set down here (not sure I remember fully), while I cannot speak (much) Greek or Russian I can read the alphabets so this is probably the first time in 30+ years I’ll be somewhere I cannot read the signs. The signs WILL be on the wall but I’ll not have a clue what they say! Although daughter did forward a photo of a shop with all the signage in Russian so maybe, maybe not.

Talking of daughter, she will be breezing in late tomorrow, cause chaos (assuming she gets out of bed – not 100% certain) and breezing out again a couple of days later. Still, since Berlin in June was the last time we saw each other face-to-face – and? We FaceTime on a regular basis – just between emails and blogs I’ll have you understand – so does anything change?

I expect if you ask Lorraine it’s not so much the return of the daughter as the loss of the left half of the sofa that springs to mind… And at least MY piles are neat. But maybe there’s a cream for that…