Yesterday I waxed lyrical
about the beautiful mists on the way to work. This morning the mists
were somewhat thicker. Mist is pretty. Fog's flipping thick !!
I did work, and came home
again. The journey home took ages - my mobile kept bleeping: offers
of lifts for later in the evening and photos for CrackWatch. Once
home I got changed and took up the offer of a lift. The clans were
gathering: this time in Kennington.
The plan for the evening
was Chilli, Chat and Choons. And we did all three. The food was
excellent - the home made key lime pies were wonderful, the baked
vegetable thingie was excellent. The chilli had chocolate in it. We
spotted "Where's Wally", we chatted, exchanged
insults.. it was a really good evening with friends (old and new).
I had made a decision not to drink very much. I started off well with
a tin of Tanglefoot, but the pint of 10% Belgian beer was probably a
mistake. And the half a dozen Margaritas were definitely a mistake.
But the evening was
really good - for all that I kept nodding off. We eventually left
about 1am. Must do it again.
And I'll close today with
an interesting statistic - there is ten times more money spent on
ringtones for mobile phones than there is spent on research into
sustainable nuclear fusion. One is giving you a silly noise to tell
you that your mate has a new knob joke; the other will give humanity
unlimited power to run those mobile phones. Do I have to spell this
one out...?
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