A school run; then a mountain of laundry. (I had planned a cycle ride, but I got halfway up Rodney St and the right pedal gave out, so I retired gracefully and dropped it back at the bike shop and home)

After setting the house back to normal, I dandered out; a meandering route into town that involved taking photos and buying wine. 

Met her around 3; we had a pint in the Auld House; and splendid curries in Kismot. 

Home at hers by 1930; I was excused at 8 pre G returning and was asleep by half past nine. Rock. And. Roll. 

Another Quartermile classic (reprise)