DjMagra’s stuff ‘n’ stuff

Ah, at last, day 19 on the trot in work is nearly over, the ice cream has been eaten and in 45 minutes I’m legging it out the door to try and beat the traffic home, grab a change of clothes and sit out at the gate for Cella to pick me up and head for the plane to Glasgow. I reckon one beer tonight and I’ll be flat on my back, been up since 6:30 this morning, but I don’t really care any-more, I’ll have plenty of people to look after me!