Following a usual sort of Sunday, with two services and a lunch in between, we have today set off on a trip south. Unlike my last trip to Paris, this one is really taking place. Today we set off reasonably early (for us) to Liverpool and Lobndon, on an astoundingly packed train to Euston (taking into consideration the time of day). We have tonight enjoyed an evening meal at one of the many Garfunkels in the West End, followed by the magnificent "We Will Rock You" show. The plot is paper-thin, but the music and effects are magnificent. I's ruddy late now, however, and baking hot.