Whatever that means
It’s been a busy few days of wall-to-wall meetings and cutting up bits of paper to make pictures. Like going from work to nursery and then back to work. Odd. That, the cold easterlies and the half-mad drivers trying to squeeze through at traffic islands has just worn me out. Knackered. Too knackered to face bike club so instead I’ll sit and doodle brains. Don’t ask.
Three years, obviously. It’s been good although a little more light in the mornings or evenings would make it all a lot easier. Cheers folks.