First day in my diary for a dozen weeks in which I've not had an appointment.

Well, strictly I did, a chaplain invited me for lunch but it turns out that whatever he said he only meant a drink. Bit odd, but not to worry - I ate enough at the weekend welcoming home parents from six months abroad.

News from TheOldPlace includes yet another former colleague moving on. (This is becoming regular enough to need a new acronym YAFCMO.) This time she's not leaving the university but it must still be a blow for the team and the law librarian. I'm going to start feeling guilty soon.

Hungry and guilty. Not good.