Predatory Women

On the bus today as it’s raining yet again. Which means an after work Watt Bike session. Unfortunately my membership has now expired so the decision on whether to sign up permanently is required to be made. I decide to give it a go and sign on the dotted line.

L is in London today for work, protecting her boss from the predatory women he has clinics with. It’s almost worth L staying down there as we’re down in London ourselves from Thursday.

After getting vivid texts depicting her soaked to the skin in the rain and her work files turning to papier mâché I decide I best start deciding which wine to start chilling for later. 

(Tuesday 1^st March)