Right, I've decided that we're on the up!

I'm so glad that Iain has been offerered a job!  He's even gone for a run today which is a sure sign he's feeling more positive.  I stopped off and got a bottle of cava on the way home last night. Classy!!  But couldn't afford champagne!  So things are looking much brighter for us.  He's done really well and been very lucky to get something.

Now I know you're all dying to know how I managed to set the fire alarm off:  My pass at work wasn't working properly as we'd had a power outage which has made all the systems go wrong.  So I was trying to get a tape from the gallery.  Which they should have brought down to me!!  Anyway.  My pass didn't work, so I broke the glass in the panel next to the door which the security guard had shown me how to do downstairs to release the doors.  Unknown to me, this set off the fire alarm and filled the gallery with fire retardant gas, took us spectaularly off air and basically ended up with the whole building being evacuated.  And the fire brigade arriving.  And the Police.  And ambulances.  They thought it was some kind of terrorist attack! 

I didn't realise what I'd done, so was quite surprised when I was taken to see three burly policemen!  Anyway, long story short.  It's highlighted loads of problems with our fire safety, so in a way I think I've done them a favour.  But because all the emergency services were called for a false alarm, they might prosecute QVC, and if they do, I'll have to be interviewed under caution.  I really hope it doesn't go that far, so I'm just going to forget about it for now.