Work. All good apart going home, we hit traffic, not knowing why it was so backed up. It soon came to light there was a protest march through the centre of Nottingham. Which was taking place and blocking certain areas of the city at different times.
We couldn't get a tram as they were at that point walking down the tram lines. We had to walk down Beastmarket hill, alongside them. It felt pretty intimidating if I'm honest, and a little scary. Although they were peaceful enough, a large group of people all shouting at the same time in close proximity was unnerving to say the least.
We consequently missed the 33, and just made the Cotgrave by the skin of our teeth...
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