Plea

I was all set to chill out a bit today, with a trip to The Record Shop in the afternoon to spend a bit of Christmas money from the in-laws, when I got a bit of a pleading text from work asking if I could go in and do whatever hours I could 'cos someone was off. I ummed and ahhed before coming to the conclusion that an afternoon at work could potentially double the Funds For Vinyl after all. So I went in...it was fine, I did stuff, got some admin out the way that I had planned for tomorrow, cleared the decks a bit as they say.

Persona Non Grata