The day started slowly. GF had to be in Starfleet's Bristol office, but not until nine o'clock. This meant a nice leisurely start, a wander through the papers, a quiet breakfast and then a few minutes drive to the office.
The objective was to allow the Programme Manager to pick GF's brain to ensure that he was ready for the board meeting while GF was on vacation. So as the sporadic interrogation took place, the Gorse Fox was able to crack on with emails, and admin such that he was just about clear by the time it was time to head out on the highway. Still some expenses to claim, but that will have to wait until the weekend.
The pressure (GF doesn't do stress) of the last couple of weeks has just dropped away and he is already in very relaxed mood.
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