Where am I?

That was the question that Patrick McGoohan's Prisoner asked at the start of each episode and the inevitable response from the number two of the week would always be 'You are in the Village'. Spookily enough, that is where I am tonight, or to be more precise the Village Hotel in Dudley and very nice it is too.

I've just been for a healthy swim in the pool and then ruined it all by having a huge pie with a puff pastry crust at least five centimeters high and chips, peas, gravy and a pint of Murphy's to wash it down. Yum.

Work, when I eventually made it into the office at two o'clock went more or less ok - the consultant had been going round in circles not realising that a component of the accounts software that he needed hadn't been loaded in the initial install two years ago. The rest of the upgrade went smoothly, apart from one heart stopping moment when I thought he had lost all of our analysis codes. Fortunately it turned out to be just the set up definitions that had been reset but these were easily recoverable so no harm was done. The head honcho of the accounts consultancy people is due in tomorrow so if there are any problems she can sort them out.

I managed to listen to most of the new H2G2 on the wireless and I must admit to feeling strangely emotional hearing Peter Jones' voice as the titular guide once more, and the mixing into William Franklin was an excellent touch. Dirk Maggs, the producer, is an unsung genius in the field of audio drama and I am looking forward to the rest of this series with eager anticipation.