There is nothing quite like that Friday feeling.
Although, truth to tell, I’m more of a Wispa girl!
After a hard week pounding the pavement, when I finally remove my uniform and flip off my shoes to settle myself with a nice cup of tea and a shortbread biscuit in front of Countdown. Giving my flaccid brain a nice little pre-weekend tone-up courtesy of Carol Vorderman.
After that, there is a choice of two scenarios. It’s either providing a cordon bleu equivalent (in my dreams) slap up dinner at which my children will turn up their noses and demand funds to purchase Red Bull and crisps from the local Tesco Metro and the requisite teenager versus parent altercation, followed by a glass of wine and an evening on the computer.
Or, far better, having a quick shower, grabbing my already-packed suitcase and legging it sharpish along 200 miles of Britain’s favourite motorways to have my itch scratched by the ever so generous Ruf.
So, hopefully, by the time you read this, that’s where I’ll be.
Ah, yes, that Friday feeling :)
What makes your Friday?
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