Monday

This, thanks to wedding-holidays and bank holidays, is the first Monday I've been at work for three weeks - and it's a bit of a shock to the system. Contemplating a five-day week is something I've got used to avoiding, and now it seems an impossibly long stretch of time to spend going to work.

OK, so maybe it's not that bad. I catch up with a few things and the day passes mostly pleasantly. At home later, I stick on some 30 Rock - which, by the way, I'm realising the brilliance of more and more: it's immensely watchable and very "light" television, while being witty, satirical and every line well-written. I just can't imagine a British studio sitcom being this sophisticated or this sure of itself. Plus in Britain there would be a studio audience and we'd end up with something as tame and uninteresting as The IT Crowd or The Persuasionsists.

Anyway, while 30 Rock is on I knock together a sausage bolognese dish for K ready for when she gets back, then we get back to watching series 3 of Mad Men. There are some crazy episodes in this season and I can't help but think Don Draper is setting himself up for a massive fall - but still great television.