Liadnan

It's a grey day, in my head and outside it. London in the rain is beautifully depressing sometimes: today it's just depressing. Went out for japanese dumplings and coffee with K last night (I'm on the wagon, remember) and told her my various woes. None of which are too serious, but there you are.

Someone for whom I had a thing-which-went-nowhere last year re-emerged from the woodwork recently. She isn't with the man she ended up going out with any more, and was being very friendly. Helpfully, however, her academic year finishes on Friday: on Saturday she leaves for Africa to work for a charity for a bit, then she is off to see her parents (she's a DiploBrat, child of a Senior Figure), then she's off to save people on death row in another jurisdiction for the rest of the summer. So poo and phooey.

I'm tired, my work is going slowly, my attempts to write are going even more slowly and my learning of Greek isn't going at all. Ho hum, whatever. Anyway, since I have sooo much time to waste (well, I do actually, because a hearing I was supposed to be doing this morning went off when they went and agreed everything. I dunno, what is the world coming to?) I thought I would, for once, join in one of these 'ere meme thingies (I'm not convinced they are really memes, but there you are. Poor word only got a year or two of strict usage before it came to mean something else) and run through the BBC Big Read books ...