No it's all right. The Gorse Fox has not taken up dancing. He was just reflecting on the journey across to Bristol. He suspected it may not go smoothly when he was awoken by the alarm rather than waking naturally as he normally does. This meant that GF was running five or ten minutes later than usual... And those few minutes seemed to make a considerable difference when traversing the motorway between Portsmouth and Southampton. Other than that stretch, the journey was fine, but the delay was enough to push the journey time over the three hour mark.
Once at work the day seemed to rush by as GF caught up on emails, attended meetings, and documented the findings from yesterday's review.
Room service provided some nourishment at the end of the day... But frankly GF is really not that bothered this evening.
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