Alun popped in to work this morning. It was just like old times: we drank tea and talked about rugby.
No, actually it wasn't like old times: Alun offered to make tea for me instead of sending me to make it. Mustn't get too sentimental about this!
And now I'm home and eating lunch before heading off on my adventure. I don't usually drive long distances so this (two and three-quarter hours approximately) journey to Daughter's in Devon will be quite a challenge but I have a plan: I will talk to myself to ensure I stay awake.
And I'm going well-prepared for any emergency, so much so that I can hardly lift my bag.
Until the next time, cheerio!