Hmmmm, so that was odd. It was about 12:40, I went to get a sandwich from Ainsley's and then went back to work. Only instead of going straight back to work, I thought I would walk around my workplace, just around the perimeter of the building. There was no reason for doing this. None at all. Yet whilst walking along some part of my brain insisted on applying reason to my actions, insisting that I needed a five minute break from work and the walk would do you good, all this rubbish. Some part of me seemed to have a problem with doing something for no reason. How weird. I might have to try this experiment again. Erm, yeah . . . but otherwise . . . no news on the M**** front. Foetus, you have been evicted. Please make your way to the nearest birthing canal. Foetus, you have been evicted. Please make your way to the nearest birthing canal . . . ad nauseum.