Started today, day one, good. Nice folks, organised, swish if temporary offices, crap broadband, lots to do, busy week ahead.
Tomorrow, Frinton to see the coastguard and then the peeps at Harwich Port. Driving. Not me surely? Hate it, no good at it. Not my scene at all. Nope, boss driving, I’ll navigate. Tom tom and road atlas to hand, ready.
Back home at tea time all very civilised, a call from friend in Dallas, not well, and sounds weak and yet, stoic. Bless him. Stronger than I’ll ever be.
Early start, so, to bed. Night night.