I love a take-away on a Friday night

All plans for today were redrawn as Mr G was rather worse for wear and just wanted to hang out, hung over in Limehouse while I did what my daughter calls 'life admin'

At midday we went to the Wellcome Collection to look at their dirty postcards then said our fond farewells. Mr G went to find the train to Liverpool and I went home, cleaned up, ordered the special Szechwan take-away for later and slumbered fitfully in over-excitable anticipation of WonderA's arrival.