Friday, Worcester which is never a good start. A customer conference call which lasted 20 minutes (very glad I didn’t do the 8 hour round trip for that one!). A frustrating product meeting, and all interspersed with yet more numbers problems. I left the office 1 ½ hours later than I wanted to and therefore joined the Friday car park that is the M42.
The rush home was because we were due to go to a local gig in a pub as it was Belle first day of post Masters freedom, and all I really wanted to do was go to bed.
However it was a fantastic night, the food was fabulous, and the band (which featured a colleague) were very good. A mix of country, acoustic, blue grass covers that made very easy listening. It relaxed us both, and we have a lovely evening.
So it did me good, far better than sitting at home thinking about the problems.
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