All the time in the world.

On Saturday you will no doubt recall that I was a little, ahem, irate at how I had experienced nothing but bad luck with my computer.

But now that I think about it, it seems a bit of a blessing. For one thing, now that once again I find myself traipsing around University to work I can ask neutral opinions of friends and tutors as to the progression of the design.

For another it is a d--n sight more sociable, and far better than being stuck in my flat day in day out.

So long as I have a list, or know what I am doing, I can quietly put a CD on the computer and get on with what needs doing. Today, for instance, I sorted out finally my landscaping, completed two of my sections and progressed with the first floor site plan. I also, at home, managed to start a replacement hand drawing for one the School lost.

Now that I think about it, I have, if I keep this work level up of around 8 hours a day, plenty of time to get my work done.

I have all the time in the world; I am at a loss to explain quite why my friends seem to think we must rush.