Train home.

This is a really terrible photo, and for that I can only apologise, it was the only one I took. Today began with a fairly early start to catch the train home. I had a ruddy lovely time in Aber, and I was sad to go.

I went to work in the evening. The late night shoppers were in good spirits, and not even the awful Christmas music could crush my mood.

Big Fat Jugs in the evening for a cheeky curry and catch up with my good friend Clare. Mirth aplenty.