Just got back from Northwood, the place that makes me tick. I spent an evening with lovely people, listening to good music at open mic night, and received the question 'are you playing tonight?' as many times as I had conversations.
The bus from Willesden Green was possibly the slowest bus I have ever been on. It was 11:15, open roads, and the driver seemed reticent to actually go anywhere near the speed limit, let alone break it. Not sure if this blog-worthy, but it frustrated me, so you get to know about.
I saw a woman working in a kebab shop. No, really. Does this strike anyone else as odd?