Summer is back

.....and I might just spontaneously combust.

It took me three and a half hours to get to work this morning. Nothing to do with Thursday, but a broken down train causing huge delays. Still, it only took two hours to get home.

I'm meeting a couple of friends tomorrow for a drink. A just had her first baby and so it is time to celebrate. The Baron is unhappy, however, since we are meeting at Liverpool Street.

Which of course was just bombed.

It is going to be a long night of "discussion" and it will most likely end in me calling him an arse and going to bed.

The only consolation is that I can almost taste that beer now.