I've been busy.

The manse needs rewiring and the plumbing has to be fixed. There's no central heating, so I'll have to get that put in too. Lucky I didn't pay much for the house.

This means I have to deal with Neanderthals. The good part is they'll have the run of the house while I'm not in it, so I won't have to look at them.

Saw a wonderful article on a photo of one of those big cat sightings in the UK. Turns out it looks exactly like a toy black panther, which of course it was. Big cats wandering the countryside indeed. What next, a race of giants in the Welsh mountains? There's barely enough in those hills to feed a wild dog.

I'm leaving work at the end of this month. I have plenty of holiday time, and I'm taking all of it. To hell with Grimshaw. If he wants the lab cleared, he can do it. It's his lab now. Though what use he can make of scientific apparatus I can't imagine.

Everyone thinks scientists get ahead because they're good at science. Well, they're wrong. Scientists that get ahead do so because they're useless. They get promoted into managerial positions to keep them out of everybody's way, because they're nothing but a liability in the lab. Then they're surprised when nobody takes any notice of them.

I'm taking the proper route. Head of a very small department, and it'll stay that way. I'm interested in science, not empire building.