Arriving as early as I did this morning the whole Trust was dark and deserted. You know it’s too early in the morning when you expect shuffling, moaning zombies to be wandering the site instead of your work colleagues.
There’s an old RS/6000 box in our kitchen. This morning I was greeted by Honour sitting on top of it. She’d slept much better and hadn’t been anywhere near as upset at sleeping alone. She’s now adopted the server as a pedestal to get a bit higher when we’re all in the kitchen.
