I almost forgot not to go to work today and woke up with the alarm. I got a run in, then had a shower, then didn’t know what to do with myself. I was sitting around in my dressing gown when my phone buzzed: it was Kieran. He wanted to know if I was around next week. I most certainly am, but I’m going to make you wait a few hours to find out, my boy.
I spent far too much of the afternoon daydreaming, and then wrapped up the last of the presents for the immediate family.