Tired

I don’t seem to have achieved much by way of tangible results today, which either means I’m just spinning my wheels or the public are finally coming to the conclusion that they really shouldn’t park on the restrictions. Yeah, right.

Still, if I am really being observed, at least I can say sweetly to the higher ups “If you think I’m bunking off – check your CCTV footage. I was where I claim I was.” Now how about some carrot instead of the fucking stick all the time, eh?

Any old road up, I’ve done a rather lot of walking and I’m rather Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Nighty night.