I rang the editor of Library and Information Science Research from a lone bus shelter on a snowy football pitch in the middle of winter as the sun set. Two strangers listened in.

Then I joined in a themed event where everyone had to wear old running socks.

If the above were not enough entertainment for one day, DT, TPR and I spent many happy hours peering out of the window of our high rise flat observing the antics of our neighbours. They really should have drawn the curtains…