Friday 15 May 2009

• Sleep, sweet sleep.
• A stupidly debauched night - where persistance paid off and led to new horizons.
• Laying my cards on the table.
• The view from the 5th floor function room at the Royal Festival Hall. Westminster looked like a Turner as the mist and rain set in.
• A small brown bird tapping on my window, perched in the ivy around the windowframe.