A day that started off with a sense of organisation and control, but then that quickly fell apart.
I managed to get done what I wanted to on the train.
The woman sitting opposite seemed to have a same sense of immense personal achievement by completing her colouring in book.
Sorry. I just don't get it (said the man who spent an hour of commuting reading a Planning Committee report...)
The cycle from LS down to S Ldn was strangely quiet.
And very cold.
I made it down to SW9 for a full on school day ahead.
Playing cricket, cooking stir fry chicken and learning all the science that I should have learnt whilst still at school - not a bad way to earn a living.
A brief cycle through Sunny Stockwell, a LIDL run, and then more work elsewhere.
It was the first shift on a nu yoof client.
Christ I feel old.
I went to bed pondering age, and being ever so slightly aware that tomorrow morning is going to be a bit of a brutal lovely lido experience.