First of three consecutive days in the office; headphones deployed as I tore through large chunks of Mogwai's back catalogue interspersed with Curtis Mayfield and a smidgeon of Pavement.
Actually a productive day, but you'd never know it. Lunchtime escape was to the supermarket and work out why Buffalo Girls wasn't answering its' phone (redecorating? Sold and rebranding?) Either way; 40 minutes roaming about was welcome.

Stayed til gone 6; chatted briefly with Paul as he packed up trading for the day and then to hers for lasagne and lantern carving and sloe gin manufacturing.

And home by 1030. On a Friday night? Scandalous.... (ly early)

Now to sort this I'm Cigs nonsense out...