stop for lunch; I'm starving!
The weather is AWFUL, heavy rain, loads of puds, wet newspapers on the
ground. And still the streets are packed (of tourists with their
annoying umbrellas and drunks-soon-to-become works).
Speaking of which (drunks), tonight is the farewell drinks of three
people at work. I'm not joining them as you can see.
Not grumpy though.
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