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And that was the week that was. Or at least part of a week anyhow. It all started on a wet and windy St Andrew’s Day night, which for those not up on special calendars, was Thursday. Actually it was a wet and windy night, and I was where any self-respecting Scot should be, and having a drink (and all important curry) in one of the ample local drinking establishments.

The only other acceptable place to be is on St Andrew’s Day is the golf course, since it’s a well known fact that St Andrew was the first saint to play golf and subsequently formed the R&A St Andrews, home of golf and its rules. Ok …. so maybe not. But he IS the patron saint of Scotland, and (believe it or not) also Amalfi, Greece, Luqa, Malta, Prussia, Romania, Russia, Sicily, and of Army Rangers, fishermen, fishmongers, mariners, performers, rope-makers and singers.. A busy chap indeed.

Anyhow, yes .. .so it was Thursday and the only person … the only one to wish me a Happy St Andrews day without being prompted was Stef. And she’s not even Scottish! Shame on all you Scots out there. Shame I say. You should buy me beer to apologise.

I was intending to do a quick blog when I arrived home from the pub, but by the time I fought my way through the gale force winds and driving rain I really couldn’t be bothered doing much more than sleeping. And then the rest of the weekend whizzed by an alarming rate. Friday I ended up getting drenched again. Saturday was a trip over to Livingston for a night out with Andy (wearing some frilly panties. Go on … pop over to his blog and ask him why) and Spoo. This resulted in Sunday being a quiet, sobering affair. Ugh. Talk about getting too old for this.

So, was it a work-free weekend you’re all wondering. Or maybe not, but I’m gonna tell you. Of course it wasn’t. How can one have a work free weekend when MicroSoft employs several thousand people to ensure things don’t go according to plan, as yet again SQL Server 2005 fell over on the production server. Still no idea what’s causing it. Damn them all to hell.