1) I’m eating fish and chips for dinner, but not intentionally. It just sort of came together; I had fish fingers and I had some leftover chips. Not as good as from a chippy though, but they’ll do. Mayonnaise with fries, as the Dutchies do, is the way forward.
2) My daily commute to my new office in Bloomsbury is all well and good, save the fact that the Tube is 491 * Celsius. Why haven’t they invented little personalized flying space-pods to carry me to and from work in climate-controlled comfort? OR, why haven’t they put air conditioning on the Tube? Oh that’s right, because God forbid that Britain, in the 21st century, embraces any sort of modern convenience dating after the 1940s. I think I’ll sooner see flying space-pods than A/C on the underground.
3) Chest coughs/colds suck. I can beat cancer, but give me a sore throat and I become a bumbling, feel-sorry-for-myself baby.
4) Desk fan for my room = best £13 I have ever spent. It’s teeny but it does the trick and I actually slept soundly last night for once.
5) Looking forward to: the weekend, pay day, sleeping, 3 more Canadian visitors in the next 2 weeks, and planning some traveling soon!
6) Missing: family (especially being away from home at Dad’s birthday), not sounding like a chain smoker due to my sore throat, Canada Day fireworks tomorrow, and driving my car aimlessly. Oh, and air conditioning.
