I left work early, owed a couple of hours so I took them. Plan was to race to the pub and sit and relax with a cider for an hour. Disaster, I had bunked off too early and The Inn Doors was not open by the time I got there. I could have loitered outside for ten minutes with my face pressed against the window, but that would have been a bit desperate. I walked on to the sports centre and caught number one son's gymnastics class, and he got a new badge, just for me.
Walked past our old flat on Earls Avenue and I see number one flat (the neighbours downstairs that we did not get on with) is up for sale, though I can't find it on Right Move yet.
Had a good week at work, an idea has come to fruition and I have a few weeks to deliver it. Means I can focus on something I am really interested in.
Paul Clarke's blog - I live in Hythe near Folkestone. Married + father to two, I'm a full stack web developr, + I do js / Node, some ruby, other languages etc. I like pubs, parkrun, eating, home-automation + other diy stuff, history, genealogy, TV, squirrels, pirates, lego, + TIME TRAVEL.