Seeing Red

A lovely day in Croydon for work. Cold, grey, bit of drizzle, and had a cigarette butt flicked at me by a chav. Was going to say something suitably sarcastic but bit my tongue - would only have got stabbed.

Thank goodness for the iPod - at least everything was just pictures, and the sounds were drowned out by some decent music.

Days off now. Be positive, eh?