So, here I am, sitting in Wetherspoons because it’s raining. It’s Gloucester, it’s July 30th, the height of summer… and it’s raining.
I came for the Gloucester Festival, to sit outside a café or bar and watch people… but in this, there aren’t many. OK, to be fair, it’s more a drizzle than rain, and there are people, but they wear coats & jackets and don’t appear very festive!
At least I have my Freya to talk to in ICQ… and maybe it’ll brighten up later. I can hope… And of course, thanks to the miracle of a GPRS enabled PDA, I can talk to you, my readers…
Send me an ICQ message, and say hello.