What a day!

Snow, buses, trains, more snow, Moctezuma exhibition, more snow, fish-finger butty in a soho cafe, cold, snow, Natural History Museum, crap pub, Italian cafe, Royal Albert Hall, Canadian circuses, enchantment, ice, delayed train, exploding electrical equipment, mad scumbag chav women, frozen doors, taxi, bed.

Its days like that that suddenly remind me why I fell in love and why we got married. And then I get more upset because I immediately remember why I am so fed up, so stressed and tired of working at something that is almost always dead.

I hate myself this morning for having had such a great time yesterday.