Final day on the comedy pilot and there was only one last big job to do: drive to London and back again to return some kit. It was about as exciting as it sounds, Mark and I loaded up a couple of boxes, I drove for 2 and a half hours to then unload for 5 minutes, then I turned the car around and drove back home. Couldn't have asked for a nicer day to be on the motorway though and I somehow missed all the possible traffic, just me, a podcast and the setting sun.
Actually, I just remembered I have one last, last job to do tomorrow: return the hire car. It was big and chunky, but it was a cosy ride that introduced me to automatic transmission. Won't miss parking it on our road, but I'll miss everything else.
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