my last two days holiday entitlement for last year, if i don't take them before may 1st i lose them so i book thursday and friday off, thursday is a lovely day, i'm working in the garden with my son jack and the dogs, as fast as i plant my bulbs the little fuckers are digging them up again, phone rings, 'ey up bastard, some wankers cancelled for my first slot friday morning, do you want an hour session?, 'yeah ben, i'll be there at 9.30, make sure the kettle's on', smart, get an hour on my on-going work, 10.30, phone rings, 'sorry mate can't make it today....', 'might as well carry on then mate...'