Weekend plan

Friday evening; head to London and Evil² with bootload of Garfield and bits and pieces, chill and mooch.
Saturday; Wake up, go to chilis, dance like a possessed lemming on crack, return to Evil². Die.
Sunday; Rise from the dead and stagger zombie style to Camden market - anyone else want to go shopping? Return to Cambridge Sunday evening. Die again.

I had a dream.

More distaster movie stuff. Interesting. I also keep waking up a little earlier, but I think I know why that is, ahem.
What this time? More tidal wave stuff; there was more (I need a memory aid for this stuff) I was with my sister when a tidal wave struck the beach we were on. We escaped to safety in a giant inflatable boat that was there for just such a disaster, one that you actually hid inside - cunning eh?
There was more and it all faded away...

Work snippet

Me: Well that would be the sensible way to do it, so naturally we won't do that.