The Clash

New shirt. New tie. Not necessarily for wearing together... There were some new (old, thirties-ish) cufflinks from Trinket again as well, something I'd promised myself once Christmas was out of the way. Sometimes a chap just needs a bit of retail therapy.

Quiet day in the office with the floor to myself; keeping an eye on the cricket score, with Collingwood and Bell currently proving pretty stubborn in their defence. This is England though - anything could go wrong from here.

The quality of the road/path/cyclepath clearing done by the council was shown really well this morning when, cycling in on the Innocent Railway Path, I bade hello to a couple of girls coming the other way. On skis.

Looking forward to dinner tonight - Mel took the bus to work instead of the car, and since getting the bus home has her virtually into the centre of town anyway, we're meeting up for a couple of drinks before heading round to Chop Chop for the first time in ages (we used to be SO regular in visits there when it first opened!).

And then one day till the weekend. First week back is always the worst isn't it?