Round again.

8:30am and about to leave the shower room at work.

A slightly leggy cycle to work, but dry and bright again. Which is great.

A packed day. Resourcing for the next 12 months looks unhelpfully sparse. But we have a plan.

Then a quality chat about thing temporal and eternal with Wiseman over a foaming ale before some short runs to and from the train home.

And the moon went around our rock and the rock went round the sun.

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