A slow start; not surprising after the late finish the night before.
But with the sun blazing I was encouraged to get onto the bike and go do some work. Mostly local-ish stuff; no further south than Comely Bank; skirting around Ravelston and then the dodgier parts of EH4 (OK, Muirhouse - from whence the blip came. Everytime I see a specific address appear in our work tray, I try and snaffle it cos it means a high up blip opportunity)

Progress was swift and I spent my late lunch break catching up on sleep; and an afternoon with half an eye on the snooker; whilst writing up reports.

Tom is AWOL; Alex eventually appeared after his dentist check up and we settled into meatballs /goulash sauce before his maths tutor arrived. I asked him to explain goal difference and how it mean that we'd won the leage (more or less)

Middlesborough v Hull to round off the day (assuming either of us can stay awake that long)