Chinatown

Day 2 of the mental health first aid training was equally as enlightening. Really, very interesting.

It also finished a bit early, and Gina and Miles were out for dinner, so I took a slow cycle home (past Chinatown, blipped here), and stopped off for a pint on the way home. I was still on my own when I got home so I cracked out the cello and played for the first time in a very long time.

It felt good.