Busy day

Today I got shat on by a pigeon. It was a welcome distraction from the relentless rain. The rain wasn't actually all bad, as it helped to wash the pigeon crap off my sleeve. It actually washed all of my jacked (inside and out), all of my trousers (inside and out), all of my shoes (inside and out). I was myself cleaned down to the bones. I just felt a little bit cold.
Earlier I attended a one day conference on how not to get ripped off when buying children's hospitals (that training came a little bit late I'm afraid...) and then I went to the opening of a photographic exhibition. In my soaked clothes. There was beer.