Do You Even Lift, Bro?
Wednesday. Still very sunny, but a bit cooler today — which is probably no bad thing. I’m back at work after the long weekend, and fortunately, the good weather seems to be keeping a lot of the punters away too. A steady morning shift, a lunchtime meeting, and then an afternoon shift that stayed calm throughout and finished in a civilised manner. I pootled home and headed out on the lanes for a short evening walk. Steps accomplished, it was time to make soup, hang out in the garden with the gang, and play a spot of Guild Wars 2. Things took an unexpected turn late evening: Dash was out at a party in Canterbury with friends, and had been planning to stay overnight. Those plans apparently did not survive contact with the enemy, and I received an 11pm text requesting urgent retrieval — Dad’s Taxi swung into action once more.
