Thursday morning. It's been that sort of a week. Very tired by
Thursday night: the stupidity at Euston station on Friday night meant
that the train to Chester left late, but recovered reasonably.
Once again, Viv and I went for a curry. And once we were home, a
coffee and then straight to bed. In fact, now I think about it, we
went to bed before we drank the coffee, but I don't want to supply too
This morning, a fund-raising coffee morning for Carlile College in
Nairobi. More later.