nope.. this isn't hot.. this is silly
27C-30C.. its just silly

and i'm all suited and booted (well, kinda, my linen trousers, and (well, i would have worn my really lite cotton shirt if i could have found it, but ooooh no, nothing's ever that simple is it? :) my black shirt
mmmm.. black, in this weather.. its the only smart shit i've got though.. i'll need to go out and buy some posh clothes at some point.

hiran's wedding reception do over in ruislip. yup, that's right.. ruislip, ie, the other end of the central line to befnull
60 minutes in a moving oven. tee hee! what joy!

oh well, at least should be a good evening.

BRIAN WON BIGBROTHER!

in case you hadn't heard.. then again, if you have heard.. where *have* you been? amazing show.. i watched it at alisons last night. very good final programme.
hmm.. earlsfield isn't too far from battersea, i can walk from battersea to town, and easily town to home.. i think i might try walking from alison's to home next time i'm there. see how long it takes.. now that is stupidity :D

right.. best go call my travelling buddies.. see whether they're ready to roast yet.