Monday - I spend the day in the office trying to catch up on paperwork and emails from supporters and journalists. I'm excited because a big department store wants to sign up to our cruelty-free scheme. After work I get the train to Sussex. I'm feeling guilty about leaving Didi the cat for the next couple of nights, but I enjoy the hotel in Arundel. Some senior citizens are having a whale of a time.
Tuesday - I'm invited to the 'cruelty-free' audit for Body Shop. Independent examiners make sure all their cosmetic products and ingredients have not been tested on animals. It goes well and the company gets the thumbs-up, but sadly there aren't any spare samples for me. Then I'm off to another hotel for the night. After six months in this job I think I'm obsessed by all the cruelty-free stuff - I can't help looking at all the toiletry brands the hotel provides to see if they have the leaping bunny logo.
Wednesday - Back on the train again to Gillingham for a meeting about an audit with another company, Neal's Yard. It's nice to get out and about, but I can't help thinking how many emails will be waiting for me when I get back to the office. Argh - 364 new messages after being away for two days. Still, some good leads to follow up. Luckily, I can relax a bit after work at a leaving do for one of my colleagues, who is off on sabbatical. It's really late when I get home, but Didi's pleased to see me.
Thursday - A busy day in the office: there's lots of preparation to do for a big European conference of cosmetics companies. I have an exhibition stand there to spread the animal-testing message. I package up all I'll need and send it off with a courier. It's all quite nerve-racking; I've been working on this for weeks. After work, I meet up with some former work colleagues who analyse data from human clinical trials.
Friday - It's been a busy week and I've been out late several nights running, so I'm pretty tired. Today sees last-minute preparations for the cosmetics conference. If I've forgotten anything, it's too late. I wave off my colleague who's leaving today and pack up the car with a batch of vintage clothing that I'll be selling at my regular charity stall at the weekend. I use it to raise money for some local animal sanctuaries. With all these stalls, I could set myself up as a market trader one day.
The British Union for the Abolition of Vivisection campaigns to end testing on animals.