The Commute

Could have really done without having to work today. Well, all week really. It was earmarked as a week off but that hasn't happened. At all.

And today the MD of one of our biggest accounts flew in from Paris to see me so I had no choice but to go. The meeting had been in the diary months ago, before the move date had been set.

But on the plus side it was a great meeting and good practice for how mornings will be, driving Squidge to nursery back in Chorlton (until preschool in September) and the commute. "Are we at nursery yet Mummy?" she said after I'd driven round the first of a million roundabouts (they like roundabouts in Cheshire). "I wish darling" I said, "I wish".....