It's audit season again at work, with three in about as many weeks. So what with those and a lot of other annoying stuff that's going on, there still isn't much joy settling in to the new premises.
And with a broken boiler at home, what better time to run away from all my responsibilities for a few nights and try to squeeze some of the fun out of London that I couldn't manage last time I was there (for obvious female reasons).
So let's celebrate this forthcoming brief respite (inclement weather permitting) by throwing caution to the wind and for once just living a little...
Maybe even like this...
Maybe even like this...
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