It's been awhile since I was felt up and today, my friends, it happens, but not in the way I would have wanted. A Scottish security guard - a female one - warned me as I came through the metal detector that I should take my bangle off. I didn't understand her and was dopey with a hangover. But a touch up speaks a thousand words.
Anyhooo, back now in London with the rellies. Time for a weekend of debauch and heathen with cousins etc, then Kent to see the Staplegun, and then Tuesday the holiday ends.