Totally shitty drive home, Dave. Roadworks M60. Roadworks M62. Massive 18.7 mile roadworks M6. Huge roadworks clogup at start of M5. Two lanes closed by silly twats shunting near Cribbs Causeway. That was another 45 minutes of my life up the spout and about a billion cost to the economy. The icing on the cake was thick drizzle and glaring headlights for at least 200 of the miles. I tell you, mate, I'm a shadow of me former self. And I have to confront erecting the bloody Christmas tree tomorrow. That's always a tribulation in our house as Mrs Steve is hopeless at gripping the bole and inserting the bolts at the bottom, and that, I assure you, is no double-entendre. The way I'm feeling tonight, that will be the last erecting I do until at least New Year's Day.

Anyway, what was that we were talking about? Something about the transition that Theresa had in mind but which ain't happening? Single market, customs union, court of justice, was it? Having to stick to EU rules but unable to vote, was it? Or was it the IMF telling us in kind words that we're not quite a basket case due to brexit but that we're heading that way...? Still, never mind. We can always just listen to Boris!