I am functioning once again.
The flight was dreadful due to a woman`s two small children who were out of control… or rather totally in control… as she stared in cow-like silent approval. Amazing. I thought a few folks might become homicidal. When they screamed themselves tired, I got a bit of shut eye and now feel half-human.
I am connected to the world here, and have even my Slingbox up and running.
My host is back from errands and I am ready to strike out from Clapham Park (I am at St. Bede`s – where I think I have tomorrow`s TLM in the morning and a NO on Sunday – 9:30?) and move around a little.
Father has has a long day and is ready for a pint of something.