A 7am work shift, the morning after a night out at the Colne Social Club.
My teetotal decision seven hours earlier paid off.
The bicycle ride along the Trail was spectacular.
A heavy estuary wilds frost meant that the ride was viewed through a postcard prism.
Plus it was fast and hard - always a good ride.
And then another day, another average swim.
Thirty lengths, followed by a bizarre spin dryer conversation with West Ham Wanker. I think he was still sky high after Monday night to be honest.
I settled down for the run of work shifts back at base.
@RobertElms very kindly went with my Cover to Cover suggestion - Our Lips Are Sealed, The Go-Go's Vs Smiling Terry and the Fun Boy Three.
I phoned in for the first time, supporting Smiling Tel and Fun Boy Three, natch.
The boys won by a country mile.
More work, and then a dash for the train.
A week in South Ldn awaits.
I managed the mad dash via Moorgate to be back down in Sunny Stockwell just in time for the next run of work shifts.
An evening LIDL run, and then to bed early.
Big old SE21 school day in the morning.