The Bit I Missed Last Time

Finally got all my work bits and pieces done. 9.30pm and a whole day tomorrow not touched yet.

I must say thanks to John at the club for a fine end to the Chester visit and lovely to see ex-work colleagues and discover their ridiculous success.

These are the things I’ve failed to get:

A haircut
An unlocked phone
A plan
The right sized luggage
A tube of sudocrem
A mosquito net
Socks
The right seat on the plane
Etc…

Still – I found my insurance, my spare Euros and Dollars and some shaving foam.

On balance, I’m not sure I’m ahead of the game, but the nervousness has set in now, so it must be happening. However, it’s only a short trip, so here goes nothing.

Here’s an entirely out of context song for the day – although it does reflect on my visit to the V&A last week. Plus the odd bit of lyric DOES fit…

And most annoying it is as well.

I’ve been looking forward to the Trafalgar Square Party for 30 years – AND I’M GOING TO MISS IT.

Debbie demanded this as a daily allowance. Funnily enough, it's initimately linked with the last trip in that I first heard while in a hotel in Colombia. A very fine record,

And now a bit of footie and some Bowie

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