Having been back at work for two weeks following along holiday I felt exhausted, so took today as annual leave.
Got up, took the bike for its service at Carl Rosner, near Croydon. Sat chatting away to a fellow biker over a coffee waiting for the good Mrs. Gremlin to collect me (£30 for a loan bike now.

), only I had my phone on silent. Oops. She had to park and come looking for me, thinking I was dead under a bus.
Been gym, now sitting stinking and thinking about showering. Will take the lovely Mrs Gremlin for lunch somewhere.
Quiet one in tonight.
Saturday we'll go gym, have a coffee with the gym regulars and then set off for the Smoke with friends to celebrate their anniversary and a birthday. Taking them to see The Play That Goes Wrong, then to Theo Randall's for early dinner. Hopefully not a late one.
Sunday: sod all, I hope.