So got up far too early to face all the rush hour traffic that didn’t exist. So we got to the hospital about half an hour early. It’s all very space age, from the ANPR car park to everything being marked as ‘gates’. You sit in a departure lounge to be called. Jamie was actually called early, everything was fine and we were back home well before my normal start time. Walked the dogs, shopping arrived. Finished bang on five as I’d already clocked up far too many hours this week. Walked to the gym, did Pump, walked home. Went to the pub with my sister, drank my own bodyweight in lager.