Flea!

During yesterday afternoon's break, I took my guitar and my running stuff back to the car, a small consideration to myself for which I was very grateful at seven o'clock this morning as I only had my clothes bag to carry to the car park. 

After that earlyish start, I was home at half-nine to catch up firstly with Steve, and then with work generally. I was also reunited with Flea, who pestered me first for food and then for some attention, the latter of which carried on pretty much for the rest of the day, actually.

And in the evening the Minx came up to Kirkby Lonsdale where we enjoyed cottage pie, peas, and gravy, and a bottle of wine :-)