I was musing aloud at work today that in view of petrol prices it would make sense for me to work in a jail nearer home, but, before I could add that I like where I am, one of the prisoners I was with said, "No way. I'd come after you and put you over my shoulder and bring you back here. We need you here, don't we, guys?" I was so touched. I'm worried about his mental health, mind you, if he thinks he could carry me over his shoulder - if he'd said he would bring a fork lift truck with him, that would have made more sense! However, it made my day. I'll enjoy the weekend but I'll go back to jail on Monday.