Cha Cha Cha Note

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  • I made the long journey into the office again and had some super productive conversations. Turns out the thing I've been worrying about is probably not the thing I should worry about, and is in fact the opposite thing.
  • Met a person from sales (previously customer services) in the canteen and chatted about a b2b re-brand we're working on. If you'd like to get out of an annual subscription, I know how now.
  • Going to London for the day is always tiring and a bit of a drain on my personal life, but I come back energised work wise. A brief high. Like I could accidentally run to Winchester.
  • It was excellent to have a little more time at the pub with fellow FT folk this time.
  • Holding on the drinks with both hands tied on them like a
  • Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, ei!
  • More friends were waiting for me at home, when I got back late on Thursday evening. We all had Friday off for a long weekend of walking around ours. We haven't gotten out into the Peaks enough.
    Millstones, huge circular rocks with holes in the center, pepper the landscape. Quarried a long time ago, they are weather-worn, covered in lichen and moss.
    Abandoned millstones near Hathersage.
    A moody scene. A mossy, rocky landscape stretches ahead then suddenly stops. An edge. Fog obscures the view, and the drop.
    Invigorating weather around Stanage Edge.
    A bright, sunny day with blue skies. Three people walk ahead toward craggy rocks which reach up through the horizon.
    The Roaches
    The bottom of a deep, moss-covered chasm looking up. The sun shines bright through ferns. Positively Jurassic.
    Lud's Church