So today was epic.

Got up, stood in the snow for the bus, met Rosie, got the train to London, died of coldness on the way to the Tate Britain, had lunch, went to Schwitters exhib (SO SICK), walked to the Design museum, looked round and moaned about how much it cost to get in, walked London eye way through Borough market, bought the biggest box of sausages for £1.50 (15 sausages I counted), walked and ate the said sausages, felt sick from sausage overload, met uni people and had a drink/they ate dinner, tubed it to Limehouse and went to departure and met Michael and Andy, saw some live music, poetry and comedy, tubed to Camden, had some interesting encounters with a Jamaican man, a girl with a stolen toilet roll, a pizza eating dog and a hurt chinese man, met Ruth and walked back to her a Rhem's house, chatted, slept.

And breathe... Busy day. Bare tireds now.