It’s a mist tree

Dropped H off at the station, clutching her COVID test result, ready to Eurostar it back to Paris.
The test had to be within 72 hours before the train, which meant having to go back some days early because of the lack of availability of tests, which was a shame. I’ll miss her.
Earlier in the week, I’d had to wear a shirt and tie in order to sit on the interview panel for another area’s recruitment. Later in the week, I had to prepare for the interviews that I will be leading for our area.

I usually take Saturdays off, but had a run today to get some fresh air. Dark and cold and misty.