God what a morning

Drag self out of bed, and blearily look through morning's usual set of webpages at around 8:30, to find out from BBC of all sources that new and virulent virus exists. Since then have been chasing it up like mad, making sure people know about it, finding examples and writing exim filters. The latter is finally done and I can take a deep breath and have breakfast. And then I probably ought to drag myself into the office, when I'd rather just go back to bed. Why *today* when I slept badly last night?