Brown Sugar

I'm on the train listening to Electrical Storm by U2 and thinking what perfect late-night travelling music it is.

Met the lovely Emma of Belgian Waffle fame this evening, and annoyingly she is as amusing in real life as she is on the Internet. I may have to push her in the Thames next time we meet.

We had an early supper at Wagamama's by the Festival Hall, followed by a bizarre but very nice cocktail, invented by a lumberjack. Or something. It had maple syrup in it, anyway. It grew on me.

Hopefully my train will start moving soon, I'm starting to feel very sleepy and there's still a ten mile drive after I get to my station. Mind you, I was awake at 4.15 this morning. Which was nice.