Up early this morning and set off to Radley for a round of golf. The American chap was there before me, of course, and I started on the 4th again so I wasn’t stuck behind him. I didn’t play as well as I have been recently – no warm-up meant I was stiff going round. A bit of a wake-up call not to get complacent after a few good rounds. Playing again Saturday morning, so hopefully I’ll get back into the groove and post another solid score for the third week running.
Managed 9 holes before 8.00am and then set up in the clubhouse like usual to work. It was really busy with a Seniors’ match on, but I had a good chat with Dave Gubbins. He said he’d sold his campervan – a shame to hear, but I suspect they never fully took to the camping life. Stayed until about 11.00am, then made my way home and cracked on with work for the rest of the day without a break. It’s relentless at the moment.
Worked right through until the end of the day without a break, then got sorted for Charlotte’s birthday meal. She won’t be around at the weekend as she and Miles are "supposed to be" going to Ibiza for a few days. I say ‘supposed to be’ because Tash told me Miles has been having doubts about flying. That’s really worried me – Charlotte was so excited about it, and I just hope he doesn’t let her down. We’ll know soon enough, I guess.
Mum came over and Tash had made a shepherd’s pie, which was lovely. A really nice evening overall – Charlotte was happy with her presents and it felt good to celebrate together. We finished up around 9.00pm, tidied up, and were in bed by 10.00pm. A good day in many ways, though spoiled a little when Tash told me about Miles’s message just before bed.
Reflection:
The day had a nice balance – golf, a solid day’s work, and family time. But I can’t help worrying about Charlotte’s trip. It’s hard to switch off when you want the people you love to be happy, and things feel a bit uncertain.
Win of the Day:
A lovely family meal where Charlotte felt celebrated and appreciated – exactly what a birthday should be.
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