Southern Schlep

Rebecca's parents (and every other human on the planet) warned me about London traffic. I just thought they were exaggerating when they told me to add an hour to whatever trip I needed to make. I couldn't be that bad. Could it?

Turns out it takes 2 hours to drive 11 miles in Central London, I did allow myself time for that luckily but it was still a beast. My overall journey wasn't as massive as I fretted about but it was still oodles of driving. From Central London, to Wadebridge Cornwall, I've done the Southern Schlep in style. Just want to sleep now in my comfy Premier Inn bed.

Emails on Wheels

Naively I thought this Monday would be a relatively chill day, I got to work from home afterall which is cool. Turned out to be hell on wheels... Literally because all my woes were transport related. New cars needed hiring, one might have not got dropped off, some licenses were from France, just a bit of everything really. All coming through rapidfire, bang, bang, bang into my inbox and all I tried to do was stay about the water. In the midst of it all I got my own hire car and drove to Louis' house to collect the Amazon parcels he sat around for, bless him.

Tomorrow will be the big one though: Off emails, on wheels. Driving into Central London, then Acton, then Reading, then BACK into Central, back to Reading and then home to Bristol. May my playlist be fresh and my phone have eternal battery.

Platinum Jubilee

Sipped lemonade and enjoyed a home made scone while watching the Jubilee parade on BBC1. Saw the Queen wave on the balcony which was an unexpectedly humbling moment, moreso because of the crowd of supporters showing her genuine warmth. The nation is still hungry for a big post-Covid blowout, but that urge was superceded by gratitude to the Queen, at least that's what I caught a glimpse of today on the telly, while sitting with my cat on a rainy Sunday.

My thoughts now turn to my jobs tomorrow, including stressing about a vehicle handover I've coordinated to a nea fool-prood degree... But I just hate arranging anything where I'm not physically present as I fear something will do a little wrong. No doubt I'm worrying myself over nothing, but up until 9am tomorrow I worry about getting an agitated bloke on the phone to me. After that it's smooth sailing once more.

Bonafide Lemonade

My body must have needed the sleep because I was zonked out until mid morning. So nice to wake up again in my own bed and make a familiar bowl if porridge - call it routine perhaps but we all need our little rituals. A bit if DIY was on the cards, our secondhand strimmer blitzed through the lawn in record time, meanwhile I prepped a wall for another shelf... Then quickly discovered our new electric screwdriver isn't fully up to masonry drilling snuff.

In between all of this I made a batch of real lemonade. Lemon peel and sugar steeped together for about half a day, then all that got mixed in with water and juic, now it's chilling down in the fridge for a sunny day treat tomorrow. Except I hear it's going to be lashing it down most of the day, that won't stop me from enjoying it though!

Shoulder Pillow

The only people in the office today was me and the director. We took it in turns to make teas and coffee and I was even treated to a brownie after recommending a nearby bakery for lunch. While working though all I could think about was home. I kept glancing at saved pictures of Rebecca and the cat, smiling fondly and feeling at ease. The only obstacle was a full MegaBus ride. For almost the entire journey the gentleman on my left used my shoulder as a pillow... Just grin and bear it and keep thinking bof home

Trains Trains Trains

 My day begun and ended the same way: running for trains. In the AM I was dashing for an earlier train as I forget to factor in the weekend operating hours on bank holidays. Then in the PM I had to get back from a friendly BBQ before midnight... Didn't want to turn into a pumpkin afterall. Work has hit a point where my brain just feels full after the first hour of being in the office. Just one more day til the weekend though, then I can empty my head of all the stress.

Cars Cars Cars

Through toil, sweat and phonecalls I managed to sort out all of our vehicle rentals. I was so anxious that the day would slip into the Bank Holidays and nothing would get resolved so I just sprinted through it all - once it was all done and stood atop the metaphorical mountain I screamed proudly once to hear the echo, then calmy continued onto the next thing. With all the vendors closed down over the double bank holiday I can crack in freely on some bits that have fallen by the wayside. Prep on this one is a marathon, but it'll all fall into place once we get shooting.