On the bus today as it's the shareholders meeting at work. Normally I'd be working from home, but there is likely to be wine so I thought I should come in. Also it is a good chance to lord it in front of more recently appointed people "oh, are you not a shareholder, I am, what what".
So, on the bus, so Jim had to come earlier and try and get thing one to school as well as thing two to nursery, and thing one had to take in his three special things too so I hope they got down the road OK.
AT the bus stop I double checked the bus times for my new job, thought I'd have to go in half an hour earlier by bus in order to be on time, but it looks like the only bus that runs earlier than the 8.30 I get now is TEN PAST SEVEN! IN THE MORNING! I am basically going to be doing London commuting hours, but without the London commuting pay, for the next six months... There is a bonus for this new job, but not much. Will put it towards a holiday when it shows up...
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