Work, a run, more work and not much else.
I’m buggering off back to Sunny Stockwell in the morning.
I have exhausted winter running routes in the Estuary Wilds.
I only have one bloody running route out in the Estuary Wilds.
It is the same one that I was pounding almost three decades ago.
One road in, one road out, innit.
It was hard work running around the University this morning. I needed to get out, but my body wasn’t up for it.
Work was a little better. The new tool for the bitcoin project is seamless. The modern interweb is rather ace when it all holds together.
I briefly had another one handed session, if you see what I mean.
Luncheon was taken with PMQ’s on in the background.
It’s scripted, right?
Work ran all the way through to late in the day.
#lolspurs added some amusement.
Oh yeah – dropping this here as Gilles Peterson played it.