Last working day of the week; despite a lateish night on Wednesday, I was up and fresh, ready for a day in the office. Mostly I do Mondays in the office which means you get all the crap of the weekend to deal with; by Thursday everyone has vented and it's a quieter day.

So it turned out, productive and managed to get next week is all sorted and a tiny bit of breathing space to try and sort Active Travel paperwork and sift for work.

Lunchtime we were supposed to go to the bank but ID failure, so we walked a bit. Bright and airy, and I went Cigs spotting.

And this building on Morrison St which caught my eye; all reflections and shadows.

An early exit to collect the boys - only one night this week with Friday out and the imminent arrival of the boys Grandma is due in town Saturday.

But good to have the boys; pasta, bath, stories, and a good night's sleep.