Finished that in a bit of a rush 'cos I had to close up at work.

We ran over by about five minutes in the end. He did what he always seems to do now, and kept talking to me even when I was about to leave. I appreciate not being rushed out of the door (like T1 always did) but it's starting to remind me of my mum, never wanting to let me go. I know that's my stuff.

He said that we've got two 7.45 Monday sessions left, and that we should talk over the next two weeks about whether I wanted to keep that slot or go back to my Thursday one. I'm not sure why it was necessary to say that then. He also looked outside and said that although it was still light then, it wouldn't be in the winter, so I'd be leaving quite late and in the dark. That was kind of a weird thing to say, because I'd both arrived and left in the dark all winter even with the usual 7pm slot. I guess he was suggesting that 9pm in the dark is somehow more threatening than 8pm in the dark?! I don't know about that. Seems like he was being quite paternal there. YOU'RE NOT MY DAD, T. (Sadly.)