I had another busy day at work again as we've introduced our working systems to our gym in Derbyshire, and Sara was visiting with one of my colleagues, Denise. Tomorrow it will go live, so I'm glad I'm not in! At the very last minute, I received the holiday activities, and I had to drop everything to put them on, including two brand new ones. I rarely do the background work of prices and access, but Sheila was busy, so I just had to get on with it. Luckily, it worked and I booked Gomez onto one of the new under-5 activities next Wednesday. He'll enjoy that! I must remember to cancel him later in the week. I'm not sure cats can really take part!
Keith picked me up at 4pm and we returned home, where I was furious to find a speeding ticket from Kent Police waiting for me. I had been caught speeding on the M25 on our way home from France and had been doing 49mph in a 40mph "variable speed limit area. I was absolutely FURIOUS!!!!!! How, in a civilised world, can you be fined for speeding at 49mph on a major motorway? There were no roadworks, no workers present, no accident and no danger whatsoever. I did 2000 miles in France and could count the speed cameras I saw on one hand, and they gave plenty of notice. In France, there were no "Smart" motorways, there were proper hard shoulders on every autoroute and sensible speed limits. I was beyond incensed. It means either a £100 fine and three points or a speed awareness course. That'll be something to look forward to.
It made me grumpy for the rest of the evening, and I had a bad case of the holiday blues. After dinner, Keith and I watched another episode of Panda, the French comic crime show that's set in Occitanie. I wish I were back there!
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