For whatever reason, the Director in charge of Waste decided that the three of us working today should stay until 2:30. How very generous! 90 minutes off for two of us and 60 minutes for the third.
Be that as it may, I am now settled in at my mum’s for the duration.
Some of her neighbours think that the best thing about Xmas is the light pollution.
I did ask mum if I had been born knees first. She assures me that I wasn’t, but that doesn’t help to explain why my knees feel so much older than the rest of me.