twinned with trumpton

By MrFT

Another day in the office; grrrr.

Got in early, and got bogged down with tomorrow's prep. So many things wrong that need fixed; tomorrow's fine, but the fixing thereafter is not an appealing prospect.

Lunchtime with Nic; she's just back from 2 weeks cycling in sunnier climes (Majorca); we traded tales of her holiday with my family's ineptitude. She laughed and was horrified in equal measures. She said 'does no one realise how stupid what they say sounds?' I said obv not.

Afternoon was productive; and then left quite late having made time and meandered to the allotment and weeded, scored a row of potatoes of allotment neighbour Neil (I like Neil), and tilled the soil some more in preparation for planting stuff out before too long. It's looking better.

Home, and had goulash, she said she didn't feel up to tonight. She needs sleep, sounds - down?

Productive. Early KO tomorrow; long day out and the forecast is grim... The sunset was soothing, though as I sipped wine and watched.

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