It’s been one of those evenings that sometimes happen to me- you go out with one plan in your head, and thanks to a combination of chance and circumstance, something quite different ends up happening. I met up with an old friend and had a truly splendid evening- but I’ve also ended up lurking in an internet cafe off Charing Cross Road, with the smell of cleaning fluid heavy in the air. I’ve got a train at 5AM that’ll get me home- there’s a few things to do and sort out, but tonight’s been one of those experiences that reminds me why it’s good to get back in touch with people.

Getting home is going to be fun…