Well, almost. Bears with shotguns, cats with flickknives, cows with guns (and chickens with choppers) and snakes with airlifting capabilities, anyway. Not to mention the smoked salmon and cream cheese jet-propelled beagles in socks on laminate floors.
Which more than made up for the REM concert being postponed.
My travelling to Euston demon has been exorcised.
Exceedingly hot & stuffy. Sure, going back to work tomorrow is a little (hah!) nerve wracking, but I'm looking forward to the aircon.