He lives beside the back door in a bucket

Thursday and Friday at work this week were a bit of a horror. On Thursday, a public API[*] that an important project relies on abruptly stopped working, resulting in 12 hours of slightly panicky attempts to (a) work out why, (b) work out whether it would start again, and (c) come up with a plan B to achieve the same results without using it. All the unrelated things that I absolutely needed to get finished by the end of Thursday got pushed over into Friday.

On leaving work on Friday, I crawled to a pub, met ChrisC and fell face-first into a pint of Whitstable Bay Pale Ale (would recommend to a friend). I also managed to utterly nonpluss shermarama, who was trying to buy beer in the same pub without being pounced on by people she'd never met. Sorry about that :)

( Dinner at Amico Bio )

[*] ( Note for non-geeks )