Remember how I said I didn’t mind rain? Well, now I do. My shoes are soaked, I’m soaked, where is my lovely snow, I miss it.
I spent my (early) morning watching the telly (because apparently, you don’t watch TV in London ;)) and trying to avoid BBC Sherlock spoilers. At which I failed. But I’m blaming the telly, the presenter said there wouldn’t be any spoilers and then showed a clip that was Sherlock’s equivalent of “I’m your father, Luke.”
Now I’m on my way to a study meeting with a friend. Which reminds me: I forgot his rice tea! Fortunately, I brought it with me to London but it’s sitting comfortably on the shelf under the telly. (This is to remind me to bring it with me next time we meet!)