No pressure, then.
Up at five to check on the election results, just in time to see that Labour had just been declared winners with a majority in the Commons.
Tis meant the rest of the day would be easy.
I hoped.
After Jools left for yoga, I put the bins out and set up the office. No dilly dallying around, I needed to get on.
And come midday, I had most of it done, not as good as I would have liked, but presentable, and understandable, though with many sharp edges which I would normally have smoothed off.
Jools came home at two, just as the meeting started, she had to take the cats for their annual jabs.
I presented what I had evidence for, and was a bit unrelenting, I guess, but good to have it done and all wrapped up by quarter to three, so I could log of, pack away and have a brew.
At four I prepared a batch of fritters, all cooked by half past, time enough to eat them and a glass of beer, in time for the first game of the day: German v Spain, clash of the titans.


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