Outlook for Thursday your guess is good as mine. (especially if your guess is rain)

To start with, it was mine and L's anniversary yesterday hoorah. thats Four years of marriage. So we headed down to a favourite vietnamese restaurant called Khoai (at the start of middle lane in Crouch End N8). We got there early enough to score the best seat in the place and it quickly filled up. We had spare ribs and vietnamese fried pancake (which is AWESOME!) let me say. L had the noodle soup special and I had fried pork heh. This whole traditional present lark limits presents of course, so the three inspired choices are flowers-linen-electrical appliances. L got soaps (molton brown) with a linen bag, slightly off court but hey, and I got a slender blender. oh yeah. its going to be a weekend of smoooooooothies.

But on the sad side of town I just heard about this guy. He set himself on fire to protest about Iraq, on top of an istallation of a concrete flame which was quite a nice irony. But because of its very nature it hasnt had any mainstream coverage that I have seen.





But thats us, November is pushing its way through, winter is approaching London in waves, pushing brillant orange leaves across branches all over town into small tidy carpets