Been at 6s and 7s since being woken by some foreign party shenanigans at 05:50 which resulted in my shutting the bedroom windows and listening to Farming Today. Fascinating programme about rearing rare breed piggies containing esoteric language
Thence to the park but felt knackered after 4 laps as the humidity started to kick in; back for brekkie and shower #! of the day. Thought I'd take the bus up West since the Tube network seems invariably intermittent on Sundays
I wish I'd turned on the voice recorder on the phone... Two black girls behind me discussing this morning's message from the preacher; it would seem their world is totally governed by Worshipping the Lord, waiting for Blessings, listening out for the Word of God, interspersed with loads of Innits, Know what Ah means, Likes, Cool Yeahs, Listening to my Soul right,... quite extraordinary.
Back home for shower #2 and the cancelled gig in the park (Yippee!) has been replaced by the London Saxophone Choir
Again, not that good.
Footy tonight prolly