A day spent with Mo for his birthday, along with Katie and Marcia, involving Hampstead Heath, dodgems, a frightening fairground ride, pub lunch, cake and hard drive trauma. I’m now stuck at East Croydon having missed my connection with 45 minutes to wait. Which allows time for a spot of people watching, not least the couple having a very public domestic (sorry, mate, you’ve blown it!). A long distance phone call has put a smile on my lips though.
Life is good, even if I didn’t finish the decorating today.
separating the wanted from the unwanted