This week I had two meetings in London scheduled, and whilst my London base has recently moved to an air-conditioned building the idea was not making me happy.

Yesterday I called my boss to update her on what had happened whilst she was on holiday and she’s obviously still in a holiday mood. She decided that we would cancel this week’s meetings, as getting to and from the London office in this heatwave was going to be just too unpleasant, particularly with higher temperatures and humidity forecast for later in the week.

She also suggested that I get out of my office and work downstairs or in the garden “…as I’m sure you’ve got some papers to read”.

Sometimes she is maddening with her workaholic tendencies, but ths week she’s a pleasure to work for!