Museum.

I suppose this should be part of my embedded series, but somehow I just felt it deserved to be recognised as having its own identity. As a floor tile.

So I found another job to apply for, and I applied for it. I did two loads of washing but I did not pair up the clean socks. They are still sitting on the floor.

I wandered up to the museum (bumping into eldest bro on the way) and had a wander round my beloved Ivy Wu. Too many very small children and very large push-chairs. Gave up on the culture and went to the pub. Failed to finish the crossword but did entertain G with my unnecessary honesty. (Well men with whisky-noses shouldn't wear pink shirts, at least in my opinion).

Came home and ate chicken in black-bean sauce. Except I didn't have any ginger, so I used mustard. It was OK. I ate it.

Anybody able to remind me of the name of the fossil?