some for later. On the way home, was crapped on from a great height by
a passing bird, something that hasn't happened to me for a long time.
Viv is singing tonight and was picked up for the practice at five for
a performance at seven. NOOOOooo! Picked up at a quarter to five for a
performance at six! So evening meal was a bit rushed. And now, in the
words of the prophet, I'm on the train.
David is off to Abi's 18th tonight. Apparently the vague dress code
said 'dress to impress'. So I've reminded him of Dick Homan's one
piece of useful advice: if in doubt, wear a suit.