A day of WFH; Heid down, batter on.
A lucnhtime roam for fresh air and head space; and after work I went to pick up a new hoover. With no remorse, G had kicked mine over whilst on loan and whilst it's not terminal it's hastened its decline massively. Oh and some huge slabs of cod for not very much; that was dinner sorted.
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