I miss my sister but I know she's happily back home with her hubbie and dogs and she'd had enough of London. NOT trying to make her miss London with this photo I took years ago from a bus.
I spent the weekend having a Glastonbury clean up in the sunshine. When I opened the tent bag I was overcome with Gastonbury fumes and memories - ah the sweet smell of mud....
It tooks ages to clean up my backpack. Which I blame entirely on the old guy in a suit who threw all the gumboots on top of the packs in the storage area of the coach - bastard!!!
I've washed my Sketchers twice and the mud stays exactly where it was before I tried, what's that all about???
Kylie and I just went over and saw Frank next door to thank him for looking out for Kylie's parcel (which never arrived) dropping a not so stuble hint that we'd like him to do the same tomorrow...
I'll well hooked on Heroes - just over halfway through the series I think. I started to like the character, Peter, the actor who I detested so much in Gilmore Girls.
I have a big meeting tomorrow which I'm sure is going to go haywire, there's just too many things that can go wrong, and no doubt will. I think after work I shall treat myself to something lovely and Londony.
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