In between my actual day job I'm making coffee for stars and getting cigarettes for my boss. I didn't really get that Friday feeling, the day ended with a few pats on the back and then the truck was empty. The drive home was a real mission too since the motorway, and by extension the bridge out of Wales was closed. A early evening home with Rebecca turned into another tiptoe into bed. At least it's the weekend.
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