Finally dealt with the supplementary exam today, despite numerous interruptions. Although, now I come to think about it, I can't remember the details of any of the interruptions, other than a visit from a student around lunchtime and a 5 pm meeting that finished an hour and a half later. But they were pretty much constant. That much I do recall.

I didn't even get a chance to listen to the cricket until close to the end, with Australia needing 27 runs to win off nine overs with six wickets left. And who'd have thought that at the start of the day?

Talking about the start of the day, there was more than a hint of just desserts about this morning. Last night, I lost my tolerance for the latest squatter—a half-grown house mouse—and set a couple of traps for it. I'd prefer to put down a live trap but I didn't have one. Only the other sort.

So I placed them along the mouse's usual run and baited them with tasty morsels. When I checked this morning, the mouse had managed to extract the bait without setting off either trap. (As they do.)

Unfortunately, I forgot that the mouse's usual run also coincides with where I make breakfast. Luckily, I was wearing sandals.

Serves me right.