I'm doing sod all being on furlough - apart from staying at home doing housework, drinking beer and cooking curries. I still have no idea when I'm going back to work. I have to wait for the phonecall. It could be a month or two yet. I got a phonecall from Denise at work on Wednesday morning when I was asleep in bed. I woke up and looked at my mobile phone on the bedside cabinet as it was ringing and it said "WORK" on the screen. So I thought: "Right. I'm probably back to work on Monday." So I answered it, still half asleep. We both exchanged greetings but then she just said: "I'm just phoning to see how you're doing." This surprised me because I thought she was going to tell me I can come back to work. I said: "I'm just chilling." And she laughed. And she said: "You know what to do if you have any problems?" And I said: "If I have any problems I'll phone you." So we said goodbye and that was that. I went in the bathroom, had a piss, then went back to bed and to sleep. It's rugby weekend again this weekend so I'll be watching the games. With beer, of course. And still having Government-paid leave off work for the foreseeable future.