Harry Harry Harry. It goes on and o"n. Apparenltly now it’s known he is out in Afghanland, and some of the enemy might find out he’s there, it’s time to come home. Wonder how many others get that option?
Took young S out for a two hour run, and went round to the Test centre to try a rev park. Noticed there were only two examiners’ cars there which seemed odd, and whilst we were there, N came out, smiled oddly and got into her car to drive away, leaving but one.
A while later got a text from N telling me the examiners, with the exception of the great Mr P, were out on strike.
Had a cancellation from A which was a pain, but gave me a few hours off on a Friday, then over to Maidenhead to pick up SP. It was a bit of a fraught lesson. Hard to say a lot of progress was made.
The evening was something of a non event. For the second time this week I turned my back on the CC and headed to BD, lured there by the Bombay Duck. I am now on the horns of a dilema. The ducks are delicious (though a wee bit on the tiny side), but I can’t say I am over enamoured with the actually grub itself. And then again, there’s no free beer from them. What to do, what to do.?
Early night as up for early lessons tomorrow.
Feb 29th. Only comes round once every four yers so would have been nice to have something momentous to report. Oh well, roll on 2012
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