Olympic driving

The journey to work these days has been a breeze. I just travel in the Olympic lane like everyone else. It's either that or the bus lane and everyone knows you cannot drive in a bus lane without your husband seeing your fine, especially as I was driving his car when I last got done. The drive home, on the other hand, has been a complete nightmare. I am going to knock off early tonight and cook Mr Smith a yummy dinner .... Or at least something that won't actually poison him. The big charity auction was held last night. I wonder how it went. I am bursting to know.