Our Man in Havana

[angelophile]

Hmm... yeah, I should probably pay more attention when I'm picking clothes in the morning. When I'm in a rush I usually just grab whatever's going, check it matches vaguely, and rush out to work. This morning I just grabbed a white shirt and some cream trousers and it wasn't until I parked up that I realised that the cream chinos had bleached white with continual washing. So now I can't decide whether I look like a surgeon, Clarence or Marty Hopkirk (that might be an obscure one. Look him up.).

God, someone's car alarm has been going for the last 40 minutes just outside our offices. I think I will be leaving shortly to purchase a baseball bat.

Just burning the first series of Life On Mars to DVD...

Apart from that, it's quiet. How are things with you?