Lockdown Day 44: sartorial nightmare

Socks and sandals. Probably the worst thing a man can do to those he lives with. It only happened once earlier this week. This is a re-enactment by way of a confession and I promise it won’t happen again. Anyway I had some new crocs delivered today which are much more comfortable.

Rather intense meetings today. My therapy was to cook paella for supper which went down well, followed by a sunny evening walk with TSM after which she booked tickets for Digital Hay and I watered the plants. 

Footsore tonight.