I watched the launch of Spacex' Falcon Heavy the other night. The gap between what I think is possible and what others believe they can do is vast. I generally think I've had a good week if I remember to talc the swimming hats before the next lesson.
...1) use tweezers and 2) eat pistachio nuts. The first is obvious, it hurts. The second, because I found a dead crispy earwig burrowed inside one. Still, none of this has any relevance except it was a slightly more intriguing opener than me bleating on about how busy I have been over the past few months. I have been busy though. Too busy to write about being busy.
I guess the Dartford Crossing has a different meaning to people depending on which way they are heading. From the Monday morning blues driving to work, to that Friday feeling heading home. If it's the former though you may not want this print hanging on your wall.