Sitting here listening to the Clerkenwell Polka by Madness after an evening at a Heathrow hotel. Sometimes it feels a bit nuts in the head to be going back to an airport at what should be the start of the weekend, but I was meeting a good friend from Boston who was passing through from Belfast on the way back home, with an overnighter on the H2 bus route.
He's been in a new hot shot intergalactic job for a while and it was a great chance to hear the latest and trade a certain amount of gossip over a lemonade and a glass of wine. He's on an early flight on Saturday morning. My next one isn't until Sunday afternoon.
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