Rushing for the train

One of those days when you feel pulled in every direction. Having a tricky time with a client and have never done so, but might need to part ways. Hate it when difficult conversations are on the horizon.

Granny in charge this afternoon. The boys seemed to be excelling with some pretty poor behaviour when I left. I walked out of the door hoping it would all improve.

London for the evening, as ever had to race for the train. Spent the evening teaching, wasn’t expecting to, so had to do some thinking on my feet!

Home time.