I didn't do all those things I said I was going to do at the weekend.
I didn't even do half of them. I got the rejections sorted out. That was it.
I have these delusions of productivity.
So here's a picture of Oakley my daughter's dog in the forlorn hope that anyone reading this will say aaah what a sweetie (and he is) and not notice that my brain does not co-operate with my good intentions.