Normally when out for my morning run, if a jogger says good morning to me, I ignore them while thinking rather superiorly that the mouth is for exhaling while exercising. Breath in through the nose, hold the breath and exhale. If they can’t get the hang of that, they should just give up.
But today, I even managed a wave.
For I have exchanged and by all accounts get the keys on Monday.
The Cava is on ice for my Herne Hill buddies.
