Less able to stand
I had every intention of attending today's march.
Every intention, however, some days the thought of being trapped inside large crowds is not appealing. This was one of those days.
Once before I ignored this mood and attended Notting Hill Carnival (against my better judgement), and it was hell.
It's the only time I've been on the verge of a full-blown panic attack.
So I had a mellow day of cooking and reading.
I had also committed to going to a 40th birthday celebration for ex-work colleague twins. No getting out of that. I stayed just long enough to be an acceptable appearance.
I caught this inebriated couple on the tube home.