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[devi]

I'm all right. I'm not even in the UK. I'm typing this slowly on an azerty keyboard in the only netcafé in Luxembourg. They don't seem to have wifi in coffee shops here either, much. I spent yesterday wandering round with my laptop looking for somewhere I could tell you all about my sudden madcap adventure and failing. When he was leaving Rhi's on Sunday jezzidue asked in jest over his shoulder if anyone wanted a lift to Luxembourg on Tuesday. I don't think he was expecting anyone to take him up on it. But I did, and he has been graciously providing crash-space for a few days while I explore the town.

I had a big excited ain't-that-cool post in mind about my wanderings yesterday but now is so not the time. I was woken by a text from mum asking if I was ok and turned on the TV and was convinced verlaine was working at Paddington near Edgware Road and had a panic when he didn't answer my texts, but he got a message to me through Abi. Thanks Abi. Thank you all who texted to check on me. And isn't LJ great at times like this?

I'm stunned and angry. Poor London. I hate London about half the time but today I want to take it in my arms.

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[bluedevi.livejournal.com]

The top was down briefly. weird convertible fact: if you're going fast enough when it's raining you don't get rained on at all!

[verlaine.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes, like that 18th? 19th? century churchman's dog who was small and nimble enough to be able to dodge the raindrops ;)