Largely uncrumpled
It's sad when the most exciting thing is finding that your technique for folding and rolling your next-day clothes has succeeded in getting them to London packed in a rucksack with only minor crumpling of the kind that falls out naturally after a night on a hanger.
An acceptable meal in the "hotel" "restaurant" with all the other tables for one, each of us focused on our devices and not paying any attention to anyone else, and then a laze watching The Debt, which I'd had the foresight to rent from iTunes and download before I left home.
A pleasant walk to the office spent doing some touristy gawping at the London things that are still sufficiently unusual, especially the range of cyclists with their various outfits and bicycles. Train home will be nice. A bit of work, The Good German and a wee beer.
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