It's that time of year again; the time when even cleaning windows or doing the washing up seems preferable to a certain task; the task of writing reports. It's so easy to find a million and one other more urgent things to do, like plumping cushions and dusting down my blog. Wikipedia describes my behaviour as "The relaxed type" rather than "The tense-afraid type" as I certainly don't have negative feelings about it all. Well, not really. I know it has to be done and I know it will be done - eventually.
Maybe I should write my own report (another good work-avoidance tactic, I think!)?