Lost

Mrs Smith won a scriptwriting competition and as part of the prize she was meeting an industry big-wig today. So, I played my part by running her to the bus stop. Then dropping off Ruby's mates who had slept over. 

Then there were a couple of presentations to be written and some work emails to be sent. And, before I knew it, it was time to head to the bus stop again to pick up Mrs S.

Marinaded some chicken and prawns in a thai satay type thing before heading out for a dog walk, a chat and a blip.

Home for the aforementioned scoff and now a quiet evening in.