Lost in Covent Garden.

I've had a couple of very relaxed and nice days - have basically been reducing the amount and severity of the coughing and catching up with folk, which is nice. Friday, I went to see Slumdog Millionaire which Scott and Marcus had seen in Canada and highly recommended, and I agree, it is great. Took me a long time to find the cinema, although on my wandering, I found a Katmandu and got some thermal legs (finally!) and walked every street of the area. Finally, I thought "It is not meant to be!" and went to walk away - and walked slap bang into the cinema - with 10 minutes to go! Got some sweet and savoury popcorn - not as good as I remember - and enjoyed the film. Left with a huge grin on my face, and had some old guy (there were about 20 people in the cinema, all old men) shouting loudly at another old guy "I told them there was no heating, and they said they'd do something about it, but it had been on for hours, which was clearly a lie because it was colder in there than out here!" (and imagine that with some kind of amusing accent. I just thought "He's right! I was cold in there!" and went on my merry way. I wandered for a while, then jumped on the train and headed back to Clapham Junction. Anna and Tino came over for dinner, and Scott made some absolute delights - asparagus with proscutio, followed by a delicious chicken dish with some challenging mash (I thought it was great, but there had been some issues. tasted fab, though!) and dessert was strawberries with lemon, mint and um, sugar I think. Very, very nice. Also a couple of glasses of wine and a lot of good conversation and less good photos!

Sat took a long time to get going - At about half past 3, I headed to The Goat to meet Danni, who lived with Tracey and myself in North Street many years ago. She brought a friend, and we drank many pints, caught up, had a ball, then I headed back to Marcus and Scott's and we went out for Japanese, yum. Back home, more Celebrity Big Brother (I am getting a little addicted) and Family Guy, and then bed again.

Sunday morning, and I have come up to meet Liz. I say I have come up - I actually have no read idea where I am. Train to Banbury, actually stop before, and then she picked me up and drove me to her place, which is gorgeous. She only just got back from India this morning, so I'm taking the opportunity to write this whilst she has a shower and puts a wash on. We're going to have roast tonight, and I'm going to head back to London in the morning tomorrow. Brackley, that's where I am!

and that's it!