The Friday Sermon - Sponsored By Fiat

4.45pm. Stuck in abysmally dull traffic on the Bath ring road. I've been in the Punto since 10am and for much of it in either stationery or slow moving hell. I'm doing all this as a favour for a friend. He called me last night and asked if I'd mind spending a whole day stuck in abysmally dull traffic. I joyfully replied, "Yeah, sounds great. Where do I sign?" to which he replied, "You don't have to sign anything. Gentleman's agreement. See you at 10."I sit here philosophically. Today is Friday. To me it is the sacred day. But they are only sacred in terms of not working. And I'm not working. Even if I'm sitting in a stupid piece of ugly metal in sweltering heat all day the point is I'm still not working. And that'll do for me. Amen.