On the bus today and now having recovered from Sunday, I’m starting to feel under trained.
We are having a flashy new phone system installed at work that hooks into your email, your web browser and quite possibly they’ll soon be coming round handing out electrodes so that it can plug directly into our brains.
Who knows, it might even work. That is, if we can figure out what it actually does.
I’m on the bus and not training because I’m on the ale tonight which is quite appropriate for Cask Ale Week.
I meet my old school chums for a few jars in the Brunswick and then so low class grub in the Babington Arms Wetherspoons.
L walks the boys up to meet my bus and to guide me home.
(Tuesday 29th September)