Slug in a teacup

This Morning I poured my cuppa as per usual, put my wheetabix in the microwave and went outside to pick some spring onions for my sandwiches. I cut up the spring onions and put them in between the bread but when clearing up the bits that you aren’t supposed to eat… plop, a slug fell into my tea.

Not happy.

Had to wait to get to work for my fist cuppa of the day.

I left the house at 25 to 8 this morning, got to Steve’s a couple of minutes past 8 and I still didn’t get into work till 8:35.

Ridiculous! (I only live 15 miles from work). I wish I could get a bus or a train but public transport from suburban Oxford to Milton Park is none existent.