Working Man Blues

Well, I keep my nose on the grindstone, work hard every day,
Get tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay,
But I go back workin', come Monday mornin', I'm right back with the crew,
I drink a little beer that evening, sing a little bit of these working man blues

A back to work day today for a lot of people I guess, though not too bad for me as I have been working hard since Thursday. You can easily tell when the holidays are over at our house, because that's the point at which it suddenly becomes impossible to cross the road onto the Heath in front, because of the busy traffic. At sunset tonight it looked like everyone couldn't wait to get off home. Speed limit? What speed limit.