Bah.

Packing up for my one day a week encubed in Swindon. It's a PITA and I get more useful work done here, but it's worth it to actually meet people face to face on occasion.

I'm more concerned about what the Belgians will do in my absence; I'm pretty sure the cellar is secure and they can't get into the house, but I'm not convinced that they won't find a way down into the tube station or, worse, to the submarine under that. It's a worry.