Misery Guts

It's a dark, foggy day.
I ache. Damn gym. My back was quite stiff this morning but it's not too bad now, after a half hour with the ice on it.
It's cold in the office. As per usual. Very glad i leave my fleece jacket at work so i have something to huddle in.
Only 41 sleeps until Manchester. I better get the lead out and book a hotel for London and car for at least the bank holiday weekend in Manc.
I've gone beyond having a bad hair day. I think it's taking an active dislike to me today. Serves me right for going to bed with freshly dry hair after a shower last night. We all know hair is just too excited to go to sleep when you do under those circumstances.

Ah That's Better

I'm still pretty creaky but the sky is a bit brighter, i've learned to coexist with my hair as it is for the day, and i've booked a hotel for London for May. It's the London Guards Hotel on Lancaster Gate. Every site that has reviews seems to be mainly positive and the room has a little fridge in it so we can have proper milk for our cuppa. I've heard the breakfast is fairly minimal so we can pick up some fruit and yogurt and other goodies and have a place to store it. We'll be in London from Saturday the 20th to Tuesday morning the 23rd when we shall get up early and return to Manchester. Now let the travel gods conspire against me and throw a monkey wrench (spanner) into the works! Nothing is prepaid though so it can be changed if needed without penalty. I really want to see the V&A museum this time around. Maybe take a walking tour if time and inclination allows. People to see, things to do, lists to make!

But i'm still cold. I think i'll get some soup for lunch.

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Happy Birthday _ibby_