I arrive at work a bit on the damp side; it rained on me on
the bike again.
L reckons she can't imagine completing the Ramathon, well
not upright anyway. ‘Not upright’ is actually how I finish most races. I’m sure
she'll be raving about it afterwards as she sits with her feet in an extra
large glass of wine.
One of my colleagues is leaving today and my boss is leaving
tomorrow. Consequently we all go down the pub for lunch where the food is slower than
ever, breaking all previous records and we have to stay for a second pint.
Consequently I might wobble a bit on the way home.
Perhaps luckily squash is cancelled as my opponent is having
back problems again.
(Thursday 27th March)
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