Sharptor and Bolt Head from Across the Estuary, with the very tempting looking Atlantic beating away below.
Spending a long weekend with my folks down in Salcombe, the scene of several childhood holidays. I’d almost forgotten how pretty that part of the world is, and the weather was pretty good too. revisited some old haunts, ate some very pleasant meals, went for some great walks, and went for a nice swim in the sea. Mind you, it did take 5 1/2 hours to get home on Sunday evening, hence why I’m only writing this today..
Teaching another assistant course at Calumet.
Having jobs cancelled on me. At the last minute. I hate it when that happens.
Coming a commendable (meaning there were lots of teams) 3rd in the pub quiz.