So here I am, waiting to fly home, after a very interesting meeting in London to do with a large genetics research project we're collectively trying to get off the ground (so am I - my plane is over an hour delayed). Who would have thought that the process of getting research approved could be so difficult, so byzantine, so seemingly obtuse? After hours of discussing SSIs, CLRNs, MRECs and LRECs, I think I understand even less than I did before.
HOWEVER, this has instilled in me a deep and rigid determination to get this thing sorted. It will happen - it may be difficult, it will certainly involve a lot of work, but sometimes when you see that the mountain is high, and legions of gerbils are arrayed in your path, the only thing to do is get out the strimmer and start slicing through them.
Or die trying.