The Other One

Sneaked a pic of F during guitar lesson with the lovely Callum. Our dads played jazz together for a long time and we have lots of connections so when a tutor was needed he was the obvious candidate. F loves it and they have a cracking hour every Wednesday.

Work full of surprising success that I'm not sure I wanted, and back on the bike so knackered afterwards. Very tired. I need a sleep but not the big one. Big Smoke is where I'm headed.