And back to work, though with no travel, meaning I could lay in before coming down for coffee and start work, though quarter past six was a little later.
Still, ready to fire on some cylinders, if not all.
Another day of driech, though light winds. It was so dark all day, I had the table lamp on from dawn until dusk.
Not much mail to catch up with, just my next trips for work to plan and book. All exciting stuff.
I am due to go to Arhus at the end of November, which could be my last trip there, it depends on what happens next year.
We shall see.Travelling to Denmark means not only work, but catching up with friends old and new.
Lunch was salmon and bubble.
Bubble is short for bubble and squeak, something of a south-east England dish, and a way to use up leftover potatoes and vegetables from Sunday roast.
Mix them all up and fry it up in a pan so the potato goes crispy.
Lovely jubbly.
It fills me up and also satisfies my fibre intake for the day.
The day goes on into the afternoon, the rain continues.
Jools was back splashing of the evening, so nothing to cook, just make a brew for when she came back home to change, and she was gone again, this time to the pool.
Obviously there was football to watch: Forest v Palace, and the home side scoring the only goal, by which time it was time to put in the pizza for supper, all cooked for when Jools returned.
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