1. Made it home in one piece, via some
actually good interactions with people. I think particularly fondly of the woman who fussed at me a bit when I was attempting to get on with crossing a road, then suddenly realised that it was actually a kind of unpleasant non-light-controlled junction. Whereupon I grinned cheerfully, informed her that nobody was going to run
me over, and so we crossed... and she grinned back and said, yes, okay, that was useful. Hurrah for turning the tables on
that expectation. (Also there was a lovely Yorkshire lady being baffled and miserable at how to escape from King's Cross Underground to the mainline station, so I helped, and she was lovely too.)
2. When I got back in, there was
trifle, and I got to
eat it.
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