On a pale horse
Apr. 11th, 2011 07:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thermalsatsumaThe first day of the school holidays, the sun still shining and the road works finally finished all conspired to get me in work and at my desk for eight o'clock. Amaze!
I snucked out of work a little after half past four and was one junction away from home at five o'clock when the traffic ground to a halt. For an hour and a half. Bah!
Still, looking on the bright side I cleared my queue of podcasts and audioboos and managed to be reasonably philosophical about the whole thing unlike the angry, bald man in the car behind me who looked like he was about to have an apoplectic fit when I let a car merge into the queue from the left. Outrage!
Home now, with Monday night spag bol to look forward to. Yum!
I snucked out of work a little after half past four and was one junction away from home at five o'clock when the traffic ground to a halt. For an hour and a half. Bah!
Still, looking on the bright side I cleared my queue of podcasts and audioboos and managed to be reasonably philosophical about the whole thing unlike the angry, bald man in the car behind me who looked like he was about to have an apoplectic fit when I let a car merge into the queue from the left. Outrage!
Home now, with Monday night spag bol to look forward to. Yum!