had me mam down all weekend so had the day off on friday. Of course she would be arrivinginto kings cross at 12:15 on the friday, full of cameras and people for the 7/7 rememberance service. I got there early to meet her and went and stood along the street for the silence. Very odd seeing everything stop and all engines go off at such a busy place. Silences always get to me a bit, had a tear in me eye at the time. But did some of the usual things over the days, including the London Eye, which I've never been on, even though I've lived down here for a few years now. was pretty bloody good, enjoyed it.
I'm sure no one wants to read boring shite (do I write anything else anyway?) about 'and then we went here, and then we went here' so I'll leave it at that. I'm off for a glass of wine and maybe to watch The Machinist on DVD, can't be fucked with the world cup....
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