Summer's back, and so am I

I’ve had a damn good week, all told. The weather has been glorious, I’ve been able to cycle most evenings, I’ve started my new course of drumming lessons, work has been a doddle and Philippa has been in a fantastic mood. It’s all good. We’ve booked our little trip away for next month, which helps. Nothing grand, just a little romantic city break where we can lose ourselves on Holiday Island and indulge ourselves in each others bodies. Plus it’s now August Bank Holiday weekend and I haven’t got to work until Tuesday. So, even though I worked today as an extra so I’m still only having two days off, it feels like I’m stealing some time back from my employers. And even though I know I’m NOT actually stealing time back from them, it lightens my mood to think that I might be.
Such is the weird, confused psychological logic that I live by.

RC 26-8-17