Will not winge about my finances for at least two weeks now. Not until I have blown this months.
Olympics is nearly over, has been a great two weeks for armchair atheletes like myself, be sad to see it finish. I suspect S will be less sorry.
Off to the glamour of Reading this weekend to see mates. You can’t get a train through Reading to London because of works, and it is also the Reading festival. So its bound to be really quiet and easy to get to. Oh yes.
(Editor’s note: I did manage to get to Reading by train. It was easy. However we decided to come back just when the festival was emptying out. So there was a queue of about 5000 people at the station. We elected to get a cab home. Only cost us £70. Ouch.)