No Shoes, No Makeup, But Glasses and a Very Long Bus Journey

Well I tried. Got on a bus to Oxford Street at 11, an hour later nearly at Trafalgar Square. Then discovered the usual route blocked by police due to a 4am stabbing, so the bus then went up Charing Cross Road and round Centre Point. I thought it would then go into Oxford Street, but no, it was blocked so the bus went down Charing Cross Road again and then turned right into Shaftesbury Avenue, then made several turns before getting into Regent, then Oxford Street. It took two hours altogether and then I did not like the shoes in John Lewis, but did manage to get some glasses which were very reasonable.

No revised contract in email so rang telly people who had apparently sent it last night, obviously to wrong address. They are re-sending it after six tonight when they return home, so I can forward it to Romy. What a palaver. Dorian in Thai place framing several of Tom's cartoons for display. Had an excellent beef pad thai for a very late lunch and came back to much purring and affection from Malvolio. Cupboard love, I think.