Dusk

The Office day did not turn out as expected. I was alone, mostly.

The Goth called off as her son was ill and could not go to school. The rest of the gang were all elsewhere anyway. 

We now have two interns in the Parliament office, both from Trumpland and they have the same first name. They introduce themselves on the phone as Isabelle 1 and Isabelle 2. What could possibly go wrong?

After work I went over to the harbour at Dysart to stretch my legs and get some (very cold) sea air - the first time this year there has been enough daylight after 5pm to make it worthwhile. 

It was an ideal way to mark the end of the Office week, and get a Blip.