Needing the lads!

It's been one of those weeks - and not likely to end for a while - to the point that I haven't even been able to play Pros Read-a-long for the last two chapters of the story. Waaah! Job 3 meeting in Cambridge at the weekend, combined with going a day early to take part in the final part of a lifestyle study which unexpectedly resulted in me being hooked up with various monitors for a week (only unexpected cos I forgot that was part of it, not cos of anything bad!), combined with a 5.50am fire alarm at the hotel after not sleeping well, combined with catching a cold on the way back from Cambs., combined with... well, the usual work, and the usual overly-lengthy pause waiting for someone else so that Job 3 can begin properly, and... and... and... and never mind last sodding Thursday, and the frankly parlous state of the world...

I need lads. I'm sure we all need lads... Picspam lads. And then I must find some way to get back some time for myself and the lads, and hope that you will join me... *g*

Just sayin' - lads. Or... caption this? *g*

How much do I love to see them smiling at the same time? *g*