And so after a night's rest, it was up and at it, back on the buses and trains, to get to work. You'd like to think that two weeks away from routine would mean a little bit of disorientation on return, a need to think, even briefly, about the trip to work.
But no. Felt like I hadn't been away as one foot followed the other and onto aforementioned buses and trains...Ah, holidays. I'm sure there is a purpose to them.
Then, all the emails, catch-up meetings, confirmation of details of various meetings during my time back home...the day went quite quickly.
And outside?
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| The port and bridge, looking pretty normal |
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| A flock of seagulls...nestling on a roof? |
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| A touch of pink |
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| Ahoy there, big blue |
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| Routine |
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| Birds, not balloons |
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| A second flock of seagulls |
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| Cloud (and glimpses of yesterday |
Not much had changed. The same bridge, the same ships. The seagulls were acting a little strangely but other than that, it looks like we've slipped very quickly back into routine.
I should do something about that.
[Camera : Lumix TZ-85, 2.32pm-2.33pm, 3.55pm-4.18pm; 23 March 2017]
