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Its just after noon on a gloriously sunny Monday and I am in London, the jewelled capital of our fair land.
And I'm in a basement!
Admittedly, I haven't been kidnapped but I am on a training course. In fact, it might not be sunny outside anymore - I havent seen daylight for a couple of hours - so it could quite easily be pissing it down!
I was up at 5am, left the house at 5.30 (leaving a teary-eyed Shell in my wake), was sat on the train at 6.40 (the delayed 6.31 from Bristol Parkway) and arrived in Paddington at around 8.15.
So, there we have it. I am in the basement of a training company doing a course and starting to feel sleepy. Lunch should sort me out though. And then a combination of coffee and mint imperials should keep me awake til hometime.
Then its off to try and find my hotel, get changed, get back into the city as quickly as possible, and meet up with Jon, etc for some drinky-poos! Huzzah!
The one slight issue I have is this - being in a basement, there is no mobile signal, so I am stuck to communication via the intranerd until I can get outside for a fag break (whereupon, I will be deluged with text messages and voicemail)...
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