Testing times at work. There was a fire in the kitchen which is next door to my office this morning. Acrid smoke and water everywhere. I can't go back into that part of the building for safety reasons, so I'm nomadic now, squatting wherever I can.

But that's just a minor thing; the nightmare is that I can't get to the kettle now, and I'm nowhere near creative or productive until I've drunk at least a gallon of green tea. Agony.