Yes, its the end of the week, maning that from sometime after lunch we will be able to do what we want, doubly so as it was pay day.
Jools went to yoga at six, and I faffed around until seven, when I logged on to work and finished the audit report and sent it off for comments.
Its a bit of a grenade if I'm honest, it won't go off until next week.
Monday should be a day of meetings, but one got cancelled and again the guy ddn't turn up for the second. Again.
It was a slow day. I waited for stuff to happen, which didn't.I had lunch, did the end of week admin and logged off.
Yay.
Jools also finished at one, though she went for a haircut on the way back so didn't get back home until three, which was time enough for a brew and a slice of bread and jam for Jools before we went to Whitfield.
Because Jen came home on Tuesday, and this was our first real chance to see her since then. It was October 24th when she left, so we have much catching up to do. Being the first week of cards and her first week back, I said we'd go early and I would forego the music quiz.
Jools was sitting in the living room with several jumpers on, the fire was on full and she was shivering. A week ago she was sitting on the beach in Australia in the middle of their summer, now she is back in Blighty, and thing is, once a house gets cold, real cold, it takes days for the briks and mortar to warm up again. Its nearly there, but not quite.
And Jen has been used to Oz temperatures for three months!
So, we talk for an hour. John arrives and then Mike too. At half five, Jools goes out to collect a Chinese takeaway, and we dine like (Chinese) Kings and Queens.
After clearing up, we settle down for cards and finish off the bottles of wine. We laugh and do small scale gambling, no one losing any more than a few pennies a hand.We wrap up at nine, Jen wins big. By big I mean she won maybe £1.50. Jools drives us home, along empty streets back to the village where I watch the second half of the Citeh v Arse game.
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