... Unless you're in London, where it's been raining for most of the last two weeks.
Last weekend James and I visited one of James's old WoW friends currently doing a degree at Loughborough University. (It's pronounced "Luff-bra". I was calling it "Lock-borough".) We were well fed and lazy.
This week we celebrated Coffey's birthday (twice) with drinks. I made a lemon-meringue pie. Beyond that, it was an uneventful week.
The first half of the week I was on an audit client (Associated Press) in Camden Town, which is the wildest place in London. Go google it. It's made up of a series of open-air markets and permanent mini-stores opening to twisty back alleyways. There you can find any type of alternative, goth, punk, or sex fetish outfit imaginable. Girls with faces of 60% metal stand in the streets with signs advertising body piercing shops, while across the street dudes who looked like they swam in a sea of open Sharpies advertise local tattoo parlors. To get to the AP office, you must go down one of these alleys until it dead end with a dumpster on your left and a giant black gate on your right. After scanning your ID card, the gate so that you can climb the stairs behind it and emgerge- ta-dah!- in front of a very typical newly refurnished brick office building.
Yesterday James and I made Thanksgiving dinner for some of our friends, and today I laid on the couch wrapped in a comforter researching DSLR cameras. It was a great weekend.
Love always,
Melanie
Nice flat.
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