So I should be working . . . .

. . . but instead I'm sitting in front of the tv, watching the Bourne Identity (which is another film I always forget how much I like, until it's some unearthly hour and they're showing it again on ITV2, and I switch over to it half-way through, and get totally drawn into the choreographed fight scenes, Matt Damon's angelic kickass looks, and the rather sweet romance at the centre. And this is the weakest of the 3. Time to raid the dvd shelves), with a pile of information sheets beside me, a Word Document open, and too much sugar cursing through my veins.