I'm back in Scotland. It's raining. I'm hungover. Last night was very, very silly. Don't sing karaoke, shout it. In unison. Well, almost unison.
My bank cancelled my current account and didn't tell me about it.
Fulham Palace Road at rush hour is a scary place to stall your car 9 times.
Polo, bbqs, car auctions, books and interviews are in my immediate future. I need another coffee first though.