
Work enables us to do the things we want by paying us cold hard cash, but ties us down to the old 9 to 5, or worse.
I am lucky that though work and service, I have travelled too, and seen large parts of the world I otherwise wouldn't have.


There are worse jobs, I know. I know because i have done some of them too!
I work through the morning, stop for lunch and carry on to three. At which point I switched everything off and put on my shoes for a walk over the fields, not even all the way to Fleet House, but getting out was good.

Back home to prepare dinner. Just Caprese with some bread Jools had bought the day before. And the fresh basil plants provided very fresh aromatic leaves to go on top.
Not much else to report, a day nearer the weekend done, and an evening spent watching the recording of Le Tour.
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