A work at home day with Anna.
Oh dear.
I blagged my FAVE tea drinking chair shortly after 7am, and settled in for the duration.
Report writing for a client followed.
I am not very good at this.
I poked around under the bonnet for various stats and insights. The modern interweb is… popular.
Will that do?
I signed off mid-morning the work that I have arranged over the past month with a start up Publisher.
I think that it went well on the social side. Converting a Facebook Like into a book sale is a different matter altogether.
I’m not sure what comes next with the project. It would be a shame to see the channels just die a death on the modern interweb.
We’ll see…
I escaped late morning for the swim. I took the alternative route of cycling past the University. I’ve been waiting for the past week or so for the estuary wilds sun so that I could capture the poppies.
They were a little underwhelming to be honest.
Previous early summer periods have seen a brilliant explosion of red fields across the Colne Valley. The 2016 incarnation was limited to pretty much the hedgerows.
The swim was good.
I’ve got some jip with my elbow at the moment.
Too much typing of crap blog posts…
I didn’t push the lengths, but it felt fresh.
And then a return to base along a hardened Trail, to find that Anna had necked my luncheon.
Hey hoe.
The pate was out of date anyway, luv.
I downloaded the new Dexy’s album late in the afternoon. It’s too soon to offer up any meaningful analysis.
Oh f-it.
It’s absolutely ACE.
I did a little more prep ahead of the Colne Radio crowd fund funder. For such a small team we are getting very well organised.
The video and audio assets have been shared. Hit lists of local social profiles have been drawn up.
I’ve still absolutely no idea what the outcome will be…
Monday evening drifted with more work shifts, highlights of the Critérium du Dauphiné Libéré and watering the bloody gardening.
Phew. Rock ‘n’ Roll.