'I'm a long way from floating in the Spanish sea' thought I, as I reached into our clogged outdoor drain to remove a blockage. I was down to my armpit in pipes before the lipids broke free and things ran smoothly again. Though once you've smelt that sewage stink you notice it repeating on you throughout the day, no matter how much Fairy washing up liquid you scrubbed yourself down with.
Back to work today and boy, there was a lot of emails to catch up on. Once I broke the back of it though, everything subsided and flowed beautifully (yes, the pipe metaphor is extending into this paragraph too). Since we were working til much later tonight I buried myself in reading the new scripts and other lil bits. All prep so no curve balls attack me down the line.
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