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First day back at work after our leave.  400 emails.  Yes I'd looked at all of them by 11am (I started at 8).  I haven't responded to all of them, that's another matter, but at least I have a vague idea of what's in there (chaos, carnage and large pile of... work).

I did manage to take a short (45 min) lunch break to get to the post office and back to send a late birthday gift and then inhaled some oh please god not more delicious courgette bread.  Knowing how to party, that's my real gift.  

A brief 15 minute respite in meetings in the afternoon was just enough time to drop The Bo at his mates house,  The VS has returned to whence she came (aka the other side of the Pennines).  Grateful of the excuse of Blip to make me stop working an hour after I said I would, wasn't entirely sure what to take a picture of given my relatively dull day, so you've got the reflections of a depressing news article about my local council in my sunglasses, fiddled about with in filters.  You're welcome.