Thursday, July 21, 2011

Well luckily, my day was retrieved from being completely un(play)productive by a Virgin Train which considerately had wifi and meant I could nag people.

Then an over-running meeting (considerately) left me far too late to meet a favourite friend in Twick(enham).

So instead, I could sit like a weirdo tapping out thinly veiled requests to do this or that from my hotel room.

Oh, and happy days. Just discovered my street-facing hotel room channels a prize sound funnel when the police siren dashes off into the distance.

Daresay I'll sleep well tonight.


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