Came down for my dad's birthday; on a Monday as you do. The 319 bus on detour can't turn right into Northcote Road for some reason.

The pitfalls of hospitality; on Sat it was so busy i missed the train i wanted to Mansfield. Nearly 9 hrs with a 15 min break. I took the next train; don't sit on the table when i got to the seat first- i might want to use the phone on it. And don't put your bum on my head; guys like sardines standing up- micro stresses.

Sunday; hoped to finish work at 4pm- my colleague didn't turn up and i stayed till 7.30pm. Trains are every two hours so i don't get to see my friends- this is not acceptable.

Monday hit with a golazo; landlord is selling up- i'm paying the price for previous stoned tenants wrecking the place. I don't blame him; he's made his money many times over and now you get these April Fuel bills- it's the end of an era. When my manager in Croydon transferred me to Mansfield in 2018 i said to him i'd be back in London after a year sabbatical so it's been a good run- i'll still visit the town..been staying in West Bridgford a lot as i've found personal happiness..redefining the future. I have plenty in Notts. 

Today Tuesday is a day of not much; gym, seeing friends, before a run marshalling job tomorrow evening. Then the Easter weekend madness; 5 shifts covering football and also cricket at Trent Bridge..wine'll be quaffed. Charlotte's working Easter so we have to fit in salmon, leg of lamb, duck and loads of chocolate egg. Using Uber again after 3 years; my rating's high. We need a holiday; Sardinia- to chill, to run in, take in culture and sunshine.