Negative LFT / e mail to the boss to reluctantly agree to work as best I could with 2 Covid-tastic kids in the house.

(OK, only 1 who's got it, but really...? Trying to work in a 1 bedroom flat with 2 children, one not well and the other diabetic is never going to lead to earth shattering productivity)

And as I clocked off, there wasn't even the prospect of Liverpool dismantling Arsenal in the Carabao Cup semi final (postponed; Covid) so instead I popped on some headphones and read some more of Invisible Women.

There will be sunrise / sunset shots a-plenty as incarceration continues