It's clear tonight, and rather freezing, the sky hung with more stars than you could see the other 364 days a year in Central London, the air heavy with smoke trails from the Fawkes night fireworks earlier. As they exploded, work carried on until midnight, in an ever chillier office, then moved home until 1 a.m., when it was put down more for sanity than other reasons. That, and filling a mouse hole with foam. Nice pilaf with chicken cooked by the resident chef followed, and a store bought jelly reduced to 10p from 1.42 pounds. Living the life :) This photo here is proof that one haircut of late was successful, if stinking of the start of last century. We discovered this summer that one side of the family is gleeful when provisioned with the surrogate communication provided by snapshots stolen between meetings, like this one. A little sleep is in order before we get back on the hamster wheel in a few hours. Of many useful things we learned today, only one comes to mind: there is affordable cabaret at The Savoy. Make a note, and bring the hairstyle.
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