After the two long weekends I jolted up in my bed this morning as the alarm blared not quite sure where I was or who I was.
However, I did manage to make myself presentable before joining the other sulky hoardes of fellow commuters in the crammed Northern Line trains.
Once I got to Leicester Square I could not get out through the gates as my faitful 5 year old Oyster Card died without a sound. The nice guard checked it and advised me to get a replacement and let me through the gate. Oh blast...
But another 5 year thing today is that I have been with this company that long and my Boss bought me a cake. Nice!
Sunny weather continues and thankfully the really evil Northerly wind is subsiding slowly. ONLY 6 sleeps to Lisbon and 3 more to get up to work. Life is good ;)
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