I was up at 5.30 this morning to start work at 7. I hoped I’d have slept really well but that was slightly hampered by Graham chatting in his sleep (and at one point sitting and saying OH SHIT loudly in my face).

I took my carrot cakes to work to help with this morning’s effort (we were counting what we’d lost last week).

Finished at 4 o’clock and spent a couple of hours on the phone to Ma, then did a leg workout that nearly killed me.