Wandered up into central London on Tuesday to see the exceedingly amusing Bill Bailey, who was on top form. Even more surreal than usual, with lots of new material. Now, I could have sworn I saw a new CD of his on sale at the theatre, but I can't see it on his web site; will have to go looking for that.
Yesterday
rotwang and I went over to caffeine_fairy and chomper99's place to buy the ChomperMobile for my sister, as a present for her impending 30th birthday. (I don't know, do I still get to call her my 'little' sister if she's 30? The term hasn't been accurate with respect to height for about the last 15 years; she tops me by about three inches.) The ChomperMobile, as was, is in pretty good nick for a car of its vintage (1988) and I'm sure it'll do Sis fine as a first car. She may look slightly sideways at the 'Glastonbury 2002' sticker on the inside of the windscreen, but hey, it could be worse; we could have tried to buy her a camper van or something. As it is, a Ford estate should give her something to put all her diving gear in when needed.Today, work now, teaching a friend the rudiments of HTML later, and an evening out later still. Tomorrow,
anubisgrrl's hen night (BWAHAHAHAHAH... ahem). Saturday, the family dinner to celebrate the aforementioned Getting Older. Sunday, I expect to be a small whimpering heap in a corner somewhere. We shall see. 