Friday reading for the rest of the week.

Once a month I take myself off to a barn between Shrewsbury and Whitchurch. Part husband break, part catching up, mostly rest. The case for stepping away isn't that you come back faster. It is that you don't arrive at Thursday having quietly become worse at your job. So could a law firm run a four-day week without stalling its matters? Of course it could. Nothing in litigation moves faster than a ward round. What stops it isn't the work — and a hospital ward showed me exactly