Let me get what I want

It was not quite as cold a day as yesterday, thankfully. I sit typing with my middle finger as index is suffering the cold.

A trip out at lunch for some posting purchasing duties. Meetings cancelled, others on the phone as I was driven home. I was tempted to take the call Alan Partridge style driving along, narrowly avoiding other cars.

Badminton tonight was brilliant. Still looking for more badminton thrills.

6 degrees