The news that Edinburgh is highly unlikely to be moved down has really depressed me. Logically I knew it would be the case, but my friend was so positive that we would be that I allowed myself to hope that it would.
Work is so relentless at the minute, I just wanted a wee break somewhere in Tier 2 if we got moved. Now - ridiculously - I could go to Tenerife but not Pitlochry. I know first world problems and all that and I should be just grateful I'm alive, but we followed the stupid rules and huddled round a chiminea in Scottish November weather and our numbers are going down. This stick and carrot approach doesn't work very well with no carrot.