To school in the gloom; and as if to add to the gloom - the office. The gloom lifted slightly with the news the gaffer wasn't, but still the prospect of 8 hours cooped up...? Bleurgh...

Worked away productively; lunchtime I chummed her to the bank; by which time it was brightening a touch. 

An afternoon of sifting through 300+ referrals; for the princely return of 12 hits. Barrel scraping. Especially frustrating given we have nearly 11K outstanding elsewhere... 

Home at speed on the new bike (yes, yes, I know... the novelty has not worn off yet...) and we all cycled home together in the sun. Yes. A complete reversal. 

Tacos and stories and random nonsense and then Tom and mucked about with the pea souper that rolled in with darkness.