I’ve never heard anyone refer to a day as ‘crisp’, but I thought one of my colleagues summed up today pretty well using that word. I’ve went to Somerfield earlier to fetch some dinner for myself, wearing a shirt, a jumper *and* a coat. People are wandering around wearing scarves.

Baby B was good tonight. Apart from the feeling that we were going to die on the way there. The taxi driver was slightly mad…

Working tomorrow 10-4. Yay freshers!