Mentally Queueing

Rebecca popped into work to brighten my day, we agreed to pop out for lunch somewhere whenever I got a chance to go on my break. Bless her, she was sat there for nearly an hour waiting for the queue to go down so I could actually clock off for 30 minutes. We ended up trudging through the wind and rain to the Tobacco Factory Sunday market, which was partially closed due to the naff weather. Felt a bit bad dragging her to North Street to meet up but I'm immensely glad she did - gave me something to look forward to in spite of another busy weekend day.