allana | (no subject)

Well, it took about six hours longer than I anticipated... but some London hoteliers have been accused of profiteering after the bombings. That's hardly a surprise--hotel prices will go through the roof at the first hint of anything.

Still, as most Brits have pointed out: London had the Blitz. Then IRA bombings. And the occasional random pipe-bomb. This really isn't going to drive fear into the hearts of Londoners--Osama just won't be getting any Christmas cards this year.

Depending on traffic, Dave may or may not go into London today. He's torn... heavy traffic or huge phone bill.... Damn those trans-Atlantic conference calls!

I will be toddling off into town later on--I have an eye appointment, and I must, must remember to tell them that I'm moving. At the same time, I must remember to look up my in-law's postcode so that my referral letter can actually be sent somewhere. Hopefully the chaos will have died down around the station. Although, if not, I'll get to see some police horses. Which reminds me:

evaine - where are my ponies??

Hmm. I have discovered a disadvantage of typing naked. When a spider crawls onto my naked leg, I am guaranteed to freak 10x more, than if my leg had been encased within the protective armour of linen. Excuse me while I go and bleach my legs.