As part of my new role I’ve got some work travel coming up later this month. First, a few days in Amsterdam for a customer visit, then to San Diego to meet up with West Coast US colleagues at our HQ. I’ve had a couple of 8pm meetings this week; it’s much easier to find sensible, mutual meeting times when you’re in the main office.
The weather flits between encouraging sunshine and depressing drizzle. I often need a waterproof or umbrella for the steps between the house and my garden office so I’ve bought myself a smart freestanding coat stand to hang up my jacket.
I voted in the local council and police commissioner elections, my first requiring a photo ID. We had a reasonable turnout but, in stark contrast to the rest of the country who sent a clear message to the inept government, both seats went to the Tories. It’s that kind of area.
We drove over to Oxfordshire for Sunday lunch with Tim, Debbie and their son. The boys all played well together and ate their roast chicken. Tim cooks a mean roast, with the addition of beetroot which I will have to try. We brought cakes: a lemon-and-lime drizzle by me and a wheat-free, dairy-free chocolate cake by L. Both were enjoyed although I was particularly proud of my sponge.
