After the rigours of the weekend, the pace was kept high by the van return and Alex having an appointment at Leith CTC at 9. It meant I could dodge work for a bit, but in reality I was just storing up a long day ahead. 

Between the van return and the appointment I grabbed coffee and the blip and was at Her's to WFHerH for the rest of the day. Hey, the laundry and sorting of kit could wait (Spoiler alert - I think I got round to it about Wednesday...)

A day of toil with occasional dog walking at lunchtime (to be fair, he didn't really need it after his Munro endeavours of the weekend)

I cooked us some dinner before exiting to see Tom on his birthday; he and Alex arrived at 8 for gifts etc and by the time it got to 9, I was happy to see them disappear off home. How did he get to 16? I didn't ponder this for long; I was asleep fairly swiftly. (there's notes here about fresh air, exercise etc but I'm not sure how it all works)