Therapy break

I wish I could write even half the work nonsense here, but I can’t. Suffice to say I had a two hour break between meetings and my frustration was such that I used just over one of those hours for a nice swim and to buy a bottle of red wine.

Perfect remedy (without opening the wine until after work!). After a little break, the joy of swimming a kilometre has returned to me. Then I cooked what I thought was going to be a Will pleaser of a meal of red Thai curry, noodles and some chicken. He was ambivalent! There was scant chicken tbh and green beans but I was surprised - I shall push on to make my little prince happy with his dinner!