The very small amount of work done on Wednesday can be attributed to an away match to Oxford. Although, that wasn't the real problem - it was rather the navigational errors committed by me as I lay in a motorway coma on the way back from the match that was the time stealing culprit.
Such was the magnitude of those errors that we managed to end up in Central London, driving past my house, and then in Cranfield, driving past someone elses house, and pretty much drove the length and breadth of South East England, before we finally wound our way into Cambridge, two hours late.
Oh well. C'est la vie.
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