'It's not the Status Q though, is it'

I'm not complaining but I should have been somewhere else . . .  and at the exact time I hit that 180. Sadly, I couldn't trust my Dartitis, so I bottled out excused myself from any potential embarrassment. 

35/50

So, instead I'll have to settle with a Sunday afternoon of family bickerings and old episodes of Midsommer Murders.