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Stoopib code... It just appeared today... a Somerset cold? Or maybe a hospital cold, from my appointment the other day. Or maybe... just a cold. Stoopid code. If only it had waited until I'd finished the two day professional course I'm here in London for! 'snot very impressive to sit sniffing, is it... (geddit? 'snot very... *g*)

On the bright side, everything else went smooth as very smooth clockwork again (I'm getting worried... maybe the cold balances it out, though?). Drove the van back to Cambs. (very fun, I like driving big high vehicles. Maybe I should be a trucker... *g*). Dropped it off okay. Popped into Duxford, and found some books to inspire my WWII fic again (and stretched my legs - I'm starting to feel the road-equivalent of having land-lubber legs!). Drove into my normal parking place in the far reaches of London - didn't find one, so had to park in the tube station carpark and pay for it, but that's okay, cos it's work. Tube to Euston. Made the mistake of coming out the entrance where all the smokers in England go to smoke (bleuchhhh). Wandered down to my hotel. Was given my room. Wandered down to Foyles (new and shiny) and had a sandwich and a browse. Wandered back and was tempted by Baskin Robbins (ice cream is nice for sore throats...) Bought cold remedy and cold remedy and tissues and tissues and throat sweets for the course tomorrow. Took some night-time London pics. Home to hotel!

And now I have to go and finally read the reports I need to read for tomorrow, and try to remember what statistics are. I much prefer the B/D kind of standard deviation... *g*