chill out weekend in prospect
Back on the train headed Nowf out of the Cross of Kings. Chap talking loudly on the phone – asking “you and Dick to do the specimens on Monday”. At least it was a short phone call. He’s stopped now. I see he is editing a spreadsheet with “Consultant fees to Crane for year” as a topic. Can’t quite make out how much he’s charging:).
Somewhat tiring week in Barca. Living in Lincoln doesn’t help really because it adds a lot of journey time. That said I was sat next to a chap on the plane who lived near Wimbledon and he had a 90 minute journey home from Gatwick.
I have a couple of phone calls booked in this pm then after that it’s chill out time methinks.
I was the only person in for breakfast at the “Club Lounge” at the hotel. Had a sausage sandwich, glass of milk and a cup of tea. It’s the first cup of tea since leaving for Spain. I don’t bother when abroad. Needs to have proper fresh milk with it. My guts feel iffy after the sausage sandwich mind you! Hotels rarely understand sausages. Or bacon for that matter.
Joe is keeping me waiting on our online scrabble game. Keeps claiming to have rubbish letters:).
The featured image btw is of a sticker on the wall in one of the gents loos in MWC. I thought it was a bit of an odd/dodgy place for people to be invited to get their phones out to scan the QR code so I whipped it out and took a pic! I haven’t bothered trying to scan the code.
PS It’s bloomin cold back in Lincoln – bring on the spring.
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