Well, that was nice.
I had a 2pm meeting with a client to finish off something we started a year ago. We talked about trade marks, copyright and confidentiality undertakings for about 20 minutes, got bored, and then gossiped for 40 minutes.
My kind of Friday afternoon meeting. It turns out we have quite a lot in common.
At one point she had me wishing I was 20 years younger. OK, 25.
Anyway, not much else happened today. Tomorrow and Sunday will be busy. So will next week. I made a conscious effort to take it easy in the morning and evening.
The Blip is the meeting venue. The clubhouse of the local clay pigeon shooting range. Not having been there for a while, the guns going off caused me a moment of alarm as I got out the the car.