Got home at midnight and cooked an epic six*-sausage (with garlic mushrooms) butty, as a late dinner. That, plus band practice then pub, is all working towards my not thinking about the shit-show awaiting me when I log into work tomorrow. *They were chipolatas so half the width of regular sausages
DCI MoroseBand practice started an hour late as the pot-head owner of the studio forgot we were booked in. In fairness he gave us the session for free by way of an apology. We rocked 20 songs! Msged a mate @ 10.20pm suggesting pub, so we went for a couple of pints on my way home. Superb end to the weekend.