Flying colours

Did some work, dealt with wayward dogs, walked said dogs, took car to garage in the village, walked back, did some more work, walked back to village to collect car which had passed service with flying colours, did a Sainsbury’s run (it was hideously busy at 2.30pm and it’s not even Christmas), returned home, corresponded with various museums and labs about human remains, edited thesis. And that was my day! Feet up with a takeaway and a glass of wine this evening :)