It's Friday

So, when I finish work, I'm off to meet Pete for a couple of beers, but before that, I've got to go in to the kilt shop for a fitting for the kilt I've ordered.  Apparently it's going to take around an hour.
This is the first I'll have seen it since getting measured up for it way back in August, so I don't know if it's finished and they just want to check it fits right, or if it's partially done and they want to check sizes.

Ooh the excitement :-)

TFI Friday

Seriously.  The week started off not bad, then ground to a halt somewhere mid Wednesday, and never picked up momentum again.
It's now Friday afternoon, and all the energy has been sucked out of me.  Having seriously blocked sinuses doesn't help, and when I called the quacks this morning to make an appointment (I don't want this going into my chest), I got a stroppy practice nurse telling me I was now out of the catchment area.  So it looks like I'll be forced to find a new doctor.  Never mind, there's a shitload of them on Paisley Road West, so it shouldn't be a problem.

I didn't make karate last night, as I was at the monthly sf meet-up (Trout).  I didn't stay long, just a couple of hours (the blocked sinuses again), but there was a fairly big turnout, and I caught up with some people I've not seen in ages.

Right, 2 hours to go then it's off home for the weekend, which will feature a karate class and a meal out (tomorrow) and some vegging and watching Gone With The Wind and some film noir (Sunday).