Feeding Time
Friday. More hot weather — humid and airless overnight, so sleep was not amazing. My Garmin was downright snooty about that in its morning report. A very hectic shift at work, but that did make the time fly — silver linings, and all that. Even better, much of the hecticness arose from the need to clear the decks because I’m on leave next week. The afternoon passed with alacrity; paperwork quailed and fled before my fearsome productivity, and I made my triumphant exit around five. Grabbed coffee, diesel and air for my tyres in that order — we have a long drive to Manchester tomorrow to help Gabriel move into his new student house.
