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I got a lift to Kings Cross this morning as Miss B was running late. It was so glorious outside that I decided to walk the rest of the way in... and the fact that I was then so early that I would be at work at 8h15 if I took the bus! I walked all the way... though the polluted streets and it was surprisingly pleasant. I stopped off at a little café just near to my office and had some marmite on toast (god love this country) and a bottle of water and soaked up the rays...

then at 9am I arrive at work

and there are a zillion things wrong with the weather application we built... Okay not a zillion but two... two more than anyone wants to deal with on a Friday morning....

however

clever Amazon sent me a mail letting me know that this... was now available... yea yea so I'm probably the last to know but how excited am I? Sadly Amazon will not get my business as the instant satisfaction of visiting HMV at lunch down on Oxford street will prove much more fruitful.

I went to bed early last night after having a very relaxing bath... only to be greeted by what can only be described as carnival-like noise levels in the courtyard. It was like standing between two different rides playing equally offensive music... everyone's windows were open. It was nothing short of torture. Thank goodness that my ability to sleep rescued me from this terror and I made it though the night without killing any of my twatty neighbours. I will miss my flat when we move but I certainly won't miss the noise!

Production meeting in the park this afternoon... sounds like a really good idea. Lets just see if we can muster up the gumption to pull it off... the boss is away so...