An unexpected invite for a new work project dropped early on Tuesday morning.
Thank you very much. I wasn’t expecting that.
Also dropping was the Lambeth Tories alternative Budget.
A Buzz piece followed.
It’s a rum state of affairs when you look towards the blue rinse lot for some resistance.
I looked at my notes from the WTC meeting the night before.
Have I really got to type these up?
A little more work.
Some Gilles Peterson as the soundtrack.
Hugh Masekela’s What is Wrong with Groovin’ sounded particularly ACE.
The escape to the gym couldn’t be made until mid-afternoon. My body clock was all over the place.
The weights were routine. The swim was smooth.
I settled in a very busy spa. Some unusually warm water passed over me.
This was my signal to leave.
An early evening of work shifts.
The Chelsea Vs Barcelona match held my attention a little more than I expected.
Football. Bloody hell, yeah?
— Jason_Cobb (@Jason_Cobb) February 20, 2018