Hotels are strange places

I am currently enduring hotel checking limbo.  Meaning that the earliest that I can check in is 1,00pm, and it’s now only just after 10.30am  I had to drop my bike off early this morning to get it serviced.  So here I am whiling away the time in the hotel bar.

Thankfully I have my laptop and phone, so I am pretty much self-sufficient and able to do “real work” if I choose.

On the off chance that you are in the Rose Hill area and feel like meeting me for a coffee, then send me a text, or give me a call.  I would enjoy some company :-)

John.