I didn’t run this morning; it was raining. I did make coffee and have fruit for breakfast. I showered, dressed, and hurried off to the bus stop.
The X3 decided to skip its scheduled return trip to Oxford, literally driving off from Abingdon by another way. I thus waited another twenty minutes or so for the X2, hurried from its Oxford stop to the stop for the S7 to Kidlington, and waited there for another twenty minutes. All that waiting mean that I didn’t get set-up time for my Romans class — but it didn’t matter, because (as it turns out) the various sessions were limited to five participants each (not a classroom of ten to twenty as I anticipated).
The day went well, I think; I talked with them about Romans, Liberation, and Freedom, and then I came home. Now time to do the washing-up.