A Very Pleasant Evening

Lasted in the office till about 4PM. When I got home the kids were already bathed and being charming. Harriet had written a story called 'The Diary Of The Cutest Bunny' which she read to me. Then Dylan read me his school book which featured speedway racing. Speedway so reminds me of the seventies. I remember Dad taking us to watch it on dark autumn evenings. I can still smell the fumes.
Jacq went out later with Carol to see Annas loft conversion. Because of this I had managed to duck out of a work-related curry this evening. Not that it would have been horrible. I just didn't think it was worth the effort to drive over to Tamworth to watch other people enjoy a couple of pints.