It was a long day starting with the usual dash across country to the outskirts of Bristol. Like last week, the journey was surprisingly quick and the traffic remarkably quiet. In the office there were the usual meetings to wrangle, but in general it was fairly benign, but tailed off with a teleconference which ran on until 1900.
As GF was still there at the end of the call he volunteered to bring his colleagues to their hotels in the city centre, but on the way we decided to stop off at an Indian restaurant for what turned out to be a very enjoyable meal.
It was gone 2100 by the time he checked in to the hotel and called the Silver Vixen he was ready to crash, but having eaten late he must try and stay up longer if he plans to actually sleep at all.
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