An uneventful morning swim.
The highlight was another West Ham Wanker conversation in the changing rooms.
He's a lovely fella.
I confess to actually swotting up on my Hammers knowledge. I really haven't the heart to tell the West Ham Wanker that I'm not a fan.
I passed a cargo bike on the ride back to base.
A beautiful bicycle, but it looked like bloody hard work going uphill.
I didn't quite get it - the cargo carrying space was... empty.
It was another His 'n' Hers home office working day.
I battled it out with Anna all day for the control of the heating.
If it 'aint dark, then it's not going on, luv.
A routine run of work shifts for Monday.
Some days are better than others.