Not the afternoon I expected

This represents my afternoon. I had a wind band rehearsal, drove 35 minutes to the hall we usually rehearse in to find that I should have been in a completely different place. After looking to see how long it would take me to get to Sutton where I should have been and realising I'd have to go through the centre of Croydon, I drove back home again. And read the second half of this book. I picked it up at the airport on my way to Lisbon, but only started it on my journey home yesterday and finished it today. It's been years since I read a Kellerman, I'd forgotten how they suck you in and make you just want to read one more chapter!