Rain, rain, slug, snail, slug, snail, splash

It's definitely a fish 'n' chips night - dreich, dark and Tuesday. Plus we're entertaining tomorrow so we need to treat ourselves tonight. Then I can figure out what on earth I'm cooking Russell and Sarah tomorrow. Hmmm... nothing like leaving it to the last minute.

A busy day in the office, interrupted at 4.30 by the continuous whirr of helicopters flying over the building. I was puzzled until I was reminded that Eddie Izzard was running his final marathon and was due in Trafalgar Square at 4.30. Yay for Eddie - 43 marathons in 51 days. Amazing.