Sunday evening and I'm watching television.
Last weekend was pretty hectic and as it concluded a few of us sat together in a pub wondering how we'd packed so much in.
By contrast, this weekend has blurred for different reasons; a combination of Saturday's late start after a mid evening Friday return from the airport. I didn't even unpack until Saturday afternoon.
Add some household tasks and a Sunday bike ride followed by hours of business work and the weekend soon evaporated.
Right now I can hear the distant squeak of a blueberry cheesecake coming from the refrigerator.
It needs liberation.
