A return to the pool on Friday morning for the first time in a couple of days.
Nothing much happened.
I swam 30 lengths.
I cycled back to base.
It was a testing day at work. We had some potentially big news – and not ‘big’ in an exciting sort of way either.
This led to some collaborative brainstorming within the team.
We aren’t short on ideas.
The volume of the work increased – which was ironic.
Anna did her career thing from the comfort of the Desk from the Raj / Colchester in the other room.
I cycled off late afternoon to Alresford for a Farm Shop stock up.
I say Farm Shop – I mean a big bag full of frozen croissants.
TWENTY should see us through the next couple of months.
Alexa: Play Athlete’s Vehicle and Animals.
“Vehicle and Animals, Live, by Athlete.”
NOT the live version, Alexa.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know…”
I tried to arrange a further dental appointment.
I attempted to resolve the BT billing issue.
This didn’t get very far.
My Tree Man confirmed an appointment for Saturday with a view to hacking away at the wisteria.
I finally managed to get round to adding my submission to the bloody Garden Village consultation.
I managed to weave the phrase “don’t mug us” into my response.
We’ll be mugged.
Quite a trying day tbh.
The Sheffield derby and DARTS drew it all to a close.