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[NickFitz]

Nearly there. Need to decide whether to get the Tube or walk down to the hotel…

[ladymuck]

20 minutes to clocking off time! I hope the electrician hurries up and finishes soon. He's currently worrying about the quality of dimmer switches

[NickFitz]

Walked in the end; one of those typical London scenarios where I know the area I’m in and know the area I’m going to, so it’s easy enough to figure out how they join up

I’d forgotten I splashed out on a Premier Plus room, which comes with a Nespresso machine. So now I need to Google the instructions for it

[ladymuck]

I had originally booked a Premier Plus room. Then I changed the booking to add an extra person as HWMBO was going to come, and they downgraded me!

I am finally on the tube and should get to the hotel shortly after 5pm.

[NickFitz]

Got the Nespresso thing figured out, and there were a couple of little bits of chocolate too, so they’ve been guzzled with a coffee while watching a repeat of The Repair Shop

[ladymuck]

Checking in!

[WTFH]

Fit to fly certificate back. I’ll be up in London Town tomorrow. Have a good evening

[NickFitz]

Well, we’re been all over the shop tonight - Smithfield, Moorgate, even up by the Gherkin. I’m thoroughly confused

A good night had by all though, I think

Goodnight all

[NotAllThere]

Wish I could have joined you.

[DoctorStrangelove]

Morning.

Grey.

Dark.

Sunless.

Dank.

Dreary.

Drizzly.

Warmer at 13.6 deg in here.

1014 mBar, 29.94 in Hg, 760.56 Torr, 60% RH.

Saturday.

Walk (unabbreviated) walked in the grey, dark, dank, dreary drizzle.

Innerestingly enough, an empty packet of sildenafil was discarded up by the res.

Lunch: that soup & rice thing, a yog, a bramble jelly sandwich, 0.91 pints of good Glengettie tea.

Entertainment: Dead Ringers.

More aliens bollox on Blaze, more than I could stand.

Freecell score: 88%, running average 84%.

Thing about Pink Floyd DSOTM (again) on Sky Arts.

PF live in Venice (part of).

Tea: spag with that fiery bol from last week (rather better than the chilli of the same vintage), some peach slices, a yog, 0.91 pints of good Glengettie tea.

Scotland Yard: another dose of the Wolseley 6/90 (this ep from 1961), a case of "wot's this ear" with a leg instead, fished (literally) out of a canal.

Turns out butchers have skillz.

Wilfrid Brambell (old man steptoe) as a posh pathologist.

Fred Dibnah on mining.

Wartime Farm Xmas (mostly coz I can't find anything else).

Brit Cops:Frontline Crime: Wales, look you, there's tidy then, boyo, Dyfed Powys, who'd have thunk it's all kicking off.

Goodness me, some of this lot are remarkably brain dead.

Followed by Quantum Leap: the photographer one, which was meh or I wasn't in the mood for it and:

Trucking Hell S5 E2: wherein the Lantern boys go to the gym with a vengeance. No Rory.