Harbouring Thoughts

Drifted off into a deep sleep last night, and came to later than usual. Bright but no thrum of traffic outside.

I was going to work (I am due hours back after the free Monday a couple of weeks back), but couldn't resist a quick wander in the 'hood before starting on TOO and COA mind numbing stuff.

The tide was way out and so calm, so peaceful.

Came in, coffee, work, porridge, more work, tea, more work, toast, more work.

Then 40 - odd km on the bike in a Peripherique-esque fashion. I added in a stop at Boots to print photos for Tom's Hugs the Bear diary so he can go to school with it done. Then Cramond, around the outskirts of town before a mad sprint across the northern seaside home. Managed 55km/h at one point; illegal, possibly. I think it was in a 30mph. Oops.

Bath to soothe aches, and still to make pork pancetta ginger chilli burgers for lunch next week, probably with lime cous cous?

Then tidy up, get ready for the new week at work - Monday is on the bike so it would be good to be organised.

And smoked mackerel for supper tonight with goats cheese and sun dried tomato tartlets.

Yeah, quiet day.