Cobbles

I left work mid-morning after the overnighter and, by the time I'd dropped off my bag, gone for a swim and seen a film over lunchtime (Black Bag, good fun, minor Soderbergh perhaps but I enjoyed it), I was home for around three forty five in the afternoon with a coffee in front of me at the kitchen table and a new vinyl purchase from the weekend spinning away behind me...and I realized that I really don't seem to have been in my house very much recently at all.

I should maybe rectify that, after another weekend away anyway.

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