Digest

to be fleshed out when work insanity ceases

• Some 're-structuring' of our company during a staff shortage has led to 12- and 14-hour days by yours truly in an effort to stay on top of the work. 60 hours last week, 21 hours so far this week with 3 days still to survive. Hence the digest format.
• My 30^th has passed, with little fanfair and much fun. Had a small cheese-and-wine do at home on Saturday evening to test 3 white zinfandels - the Blossom Hill beat the Ernst & J.Gallo and Sainsbury's El-Cheapo hands-down. Went to the Download Ozzfest on Sunday to see one of my favourite bands - Mudvayne - and miss the other one - System of a Down - due to a severe hayfever attack brought on by the dusty conditions and high winds. Still had fun!
• Managed to do 9hrs at work yesterday in spite of having had 3 hours sleep getting home from the festival at 4am. I rock!
• Zara took me out to dinner last night to make up for the lost hours on my birthday. She rocks!
• Spray-on mud for urban 4x4s, Metro 14 June. *shakes head in belief*
• Rigoletto will be relayed live to a big screen in Covent Garden Piazza on Tuesday June 21. Sounds like a hoot, and it's on the solstice, so a good night to stay out late. Anyone else?

And now I really need to set out for home...

So tired

This is a ridiculous time to still be at work. One night was bad enough, but two in a row is pretty horrible, and it's beginning to look like tomorrow will be a repeat occurrence.

A conscience can be a terrible thing.

London through fresh eyes

I keep forgetting how much I love randomly rambling through a city. While showing my newly arrived sister around London, I took a short cut from Picadilly Circus to Oxford Circus, and was rewarded by tripping across Playlounge, which stocks the most wonderfully bizarre and dark toys. In spite of a slightly annoyed Lynette tugging at my sleeves to leave, I stayed long enough to buy a set of figures from Tim Burton's The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy: And Other Stories for Zara, who loved the book. I simply must wander the streets more often, when treasures like this are just begging to be discovered.