Tuesday

I fear this week is essentially written off for blips, you are welcome not to bother coming back for a few days. It’s all going to be work moaning with a spot of dodgy hotel malarkey thrown in when I even bore myself.

Lovely beach today though if a little deceptively chilly. Just as well, turns out none of my summer work clothes fit me, so much for the whole expected body change of 2018. There has been a change but perhaps in the wrong direction.

Goodness me, moan, moan, moan. Really, come back on Saturday.