Last week was only a three day working week (I was ill on Monday and had already booked Friday off for a long weekend), but it seemed to go on forever.
This was a good thing in many ways though, because it was a lot of fun. On Friday morning I rushed around getting everything done (packing, cat feeding and watering, cat medicating, cleaning, washing up, eyebrows, showering etc.) before catching a train to London.
Two hours later I was standing outside the hotel I’d booked in Wembley.