Holiday* in London still going well*.

* For the set of definitions of "holiday" that include business as usual, previous commitments, unfair practices, house cleaning, etc.
* For the set of definitions of "well" that include having a pleasurable time but exclude serious talk.

Yeah, yeah, having fun. The seamed black stockings and 5" high heels getting lots of milage.

Also, setting up job interviews for next week.
Going to pick up some goodies for Kate this weekend. Already got stacks of books and goodies for others to bring back.

Yesterday we went to the National Portrait Gallery to view an exhibition on Women Travellers. Small but remarkable exhibit of their portraits and their associated momentoes, sketches and work. Well worth trekking into town (and more of the endless long walks) to see. And another long walk after to have dinner at Cafe Pacifico. And then another LONG walk back to the train (I'd have been more than happy to take the tube - we passed 3 stations along the way!) and another long walk home from the train station at our destination. I like walking in nice weather. Not in cold wet windy weather.

I have a fairly nasty cold and today the weather is cold and drizzly -quite miserable. As we walk a lot here, this does not make it easier on me.

We're going into town shortly to meet for a marketing session. This is going to be a less than pleasant experience as I'm not going to play the nice, sweet, every obliging, optimist I usually do. Frankly, I've had it and intend to be blunt. I need a quid pro quo from now on. Btw, this is NOT my idea of what to do on a romantic or relaxing holiday.

Have I whinged enough yet? Just wait till tomorrow. That's been screwed up by a Labour party meeting in the evening. Thursday? The plumbers are coming for the annual maintenance. Friday? Pre-comitted to a dinner out with a bunch of friends. Saturday is actually FREE I think. Sunday is a ACCU meeting . And Monday I go back to the states.

Coming down with a stinking cold. Just figures, doesn't it. I'm determined not to let it spoil my time here in London. In about an hour we're going in to central London to the National Portrait Gallery. There's an exhibition on about 300 years of Women Travelers, not just their portraits but journals and objects they collected. Sounds good to me. Then dinner after at Belgo or Cafe Pacifico. Tomorrow's a marketing meeting. I don't really expect anything brilliant out of it. Same old people, same old crap.

Have I really been here almost 4 days? It's been nice. Very nice. Very, very nice.