Marvellously, we managed to have an entire picnic without rain right until the end. When we got a fantastic thunderstorm that made us scurry to Retro an hour early for gin and gossip.

Highlight of the picnic for me was squirting cream at Ulf. Highlight for moogal was probably Rassilon’s crotch. Which for those of you that don’t know the lovely Matt, might give you terrifying mental images.

Ended up at XXL scaring Mr Tittybiscuit with leather clad bears dancing to Lady Gaga. how perfect a day?

Apparently their membership thing is all fingerprint based now. No more cards. So not renewing my membership. Pointless infringements on civil liberties are pointless.

Ended up up the Eye on Sunday. It was like being in an airplane! But with a crappier view!

Sadly got delayed on the way back from London (by buses being on divert, only not actually mentioning it on bus stops). Got in, rushed about trying to pack everything as quick as I could.

Made it to the DLR with just enough time, or so I thought. Until I got to Hammersmith to discover there was no Picadilly line. Something I’d have checked for if I hadn’t been delayed. Gah! Back on the District then Circle round to Paddington to find I was 2 minutes late for a Paddington Express and had to wait for another one. Checked to see if the flight was delayed, it wasn’t, noticed also that they’d changed from Terminal 2 to Terminal 1 and I’d not known about it. Arrived at 19:25 for a 19:50 flight to be told the gate was already closed. Slight frustration but inevitability. I know had I been on time I’d not have checked to see if the flight had been delayed and so I’d have ended up in Terminal 2 and still probably missed it. Le sigh. Still, this time around it only cost me €50 to change my ticket instead of £320, so that was a bonus. Soooo very tired now...