I have been meaning to post this amazing factoid: all the candy machines in London Underground stations seem to have been decommissioned, and are (I presume) awaiting removal. One less source of temptation for me.
Our friend T.H. arrived from Singapore this morning. The plane got here at 4 am but had to circle Heathrow for a while because none of the ground staff were at work yet. Then they waited for 1/2 hour while the baggage handlers clocked in and got around to unloading their plane. He’ll be here for two weeks, while we’ll be going to Singapore in a week. Very complicated.
I am going for lunch with two people from the New Lammas Lands Defence Committee to get some material for their website, which I have put up. Once I’ve finished, I’ll post the link so that you can all read about the big Olympic landgrab. I knew that getting the Olympics was not the great boon it was talked up to be. All our lives will be in upheaval for the next 5 years or so, until the Olympics and Paralympics are finished. Then we pick up the pieces and pay for it for decades, like Montr
My pancreas is packing up (I have no idea where it intends to go…)
Why, St Pancreas station, of course… 😉
Yes, it’s making light of a situation that I probably oughtn’t, but nonetheless you could probably use a good laugh right now. I hope so.
Take care. Hugs…