I don't think I've anything to complain about today, which will come as a relief to you all I reckon. Work went smoothly, lunch was good, shopping was kid on crutches free (bless him but it does take a while).
Obviously shot in the underground, why is it that you always seem to miss your train by seconds and with a choice of two destinations (50/50 as I see it) the next three trains are not going your way?
Did I just complain? Surely not!