6 hours work turned into 5.
Rather than blog every day to say "I drank nothing yesterday" I shall only blog about alcohol if I have in fact drank any, or if I have some insight to share.
Today I brought home £140. Bren is out working her socks off photographing a wedding. I shall treat her to a chippy tea.
Meanwhile, I took a brisk dusk rush along the prom on the pushbike. And back. Breathless and sweating. It was good to connect with the physical.