Alco-monopololololy

No money, just drink. Drink to buy, drink to rent, drink to get out of Jail.
All got a bit loud and silly so we didn't get as far as drinking to buy property.

So - enough about London, I was in Moscow - back for a training week, which was all a bit last-minute because my Russian visa was an 11th-hour special on the Friday night before. Still without camera but managed to get a couple of pics. Had a lovely welcome from my colleagues and friends there, and met up with others that I've met on previous postings. Great to catch up with them all.