Yay! "The Drain" (aka Waterloo & City line) has reopened after the Central Line incident. Bit much calling it a line I reckon... All it does is connect two points. Still... I guess that's all that any line does. Londoners seem to be so resentful of change these days that I'm surprised no-one's protested about it resuming normal service after about a month... Cynical as well as stupid, me. Me Mam was from Staffordshire so that might explain it...

OK! Have now had two Eureka-type moments. Namely:
1) this isn't a conversation. was wondering why no-one else was saying anything. have to get that comments box up and running I guess...
2) Blogger handily anticipates that someone one day might want to include a link, so have added the little clicky icon thingy so I don't need to know any html.
Bit slow on the uptake, me. My Dad was from Somerset so that might explain it...

bad time to start a blog... have overrun lunch "hour" by a minute already... and I meant to only take half as I didn't manage to get outta bed til 08:40. Still... until I get given some exciting work to do I think I'll start here. My html is a bit rusty but I might as well work my first link into the conversation... Have won two tickets to a fetish night this Saturday... Club Wicked... Nothing to wear. No-one to go with. Yet. Slight complications are that I think Kathryn is coming down from Hudds, and/or I'm going to Anna's birthday with Claire and her ex in Brighton... Decisions decisions.