Reality check. Cold, exhausted, unfit, alone at work. There's a blinking red light on the phone set next to me, cos I still haven't figured out how to use the voice mail system here despite having downloaded the help instructions from the website. I've got a shitload to clear, am slowed down by admin tasks, and am tired of being thought not sympathetic enough to my bakers when I'm in a worse state than they are.

Someone told me over dinner last night that he wished he had my job.
Please, take it from me.