Friday

As expected, I was a tad jaded this morning but that's no surprise having walked just shy of 15 bazillion miles yesterday. My hips, knees and ankles have each submitted a formal complaint after a fair amount of grumbling. To avoid any further unpleasantness I've had an easy day, I've done some domestics and I made a pot of macaroni cheese for tea. Some of you might wonder how this differs from the Americanised "Mac n cheese". The test is simple, Mac n cheese would cost you a fiver more for a portion in those hipster joints that charge £7.50 for a slice of sourdough and a thimble-full of cooking oil.