Like A Savannah Cat

So London was pretty good. I liked it, as I always do - there's something there that can't really be emulated by any other city. I can't wait for a couple of weeks, when I'll be in Sheffield and I can just shove my shoes on and get lost in the city, finding little nooks and crannies and just spending the day walking about. I love getting lost.

On the way back from London, I got into one of my giggling fits, which I also absolutely love - they're happening more often now, too, so that's a good thing. Laughter is another thing I absolutely love to do.

...Ben just rang, from Spain - apparently it's 37 degrees and he's not feeling the heat. Lucky git.

I'm not quite sure what else to write here, really, except that I'm sure I'm missing out on a hell of a lot of news that I'm not reporting.


Ah well.