It's cold and it's horrible. In facts it's horribly cold as the week begins anew. I remember the old post holiday depression,and am very glad to say that the new business fills me with none of it.In fact the opposite,my only problem is that the diary for the next few weeks is looking decidedly bare.
Not much happens today I am out with J, who after this has only 6 hours prior to her test. I am going to have to talk to her and tell her she needs more lessons. Not so easy that will be as she has just revealed she has quit her job.
S wants a couple of hours before round 3 of his test tomorrow. He does everything ok,but there is nothing refined about his driving. He should pass this time though.
Then it's back to the Monday routine. Too much time leching at Collarme and the likes, telly, curry and bed. Is life inconsequential or what?
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