This morning on the train into London, while I was sleeping I dreamt I was on THE VERY SAME TRAIN! I was with some other people though, not the wife, and I dreamt there was an announcement, we'd missed our slot for coming into London and now we'd have to wait on the train for another four hours.
Plans for the weekend then? I'm going to a beer festival, hopefully for the full four days, but I'm not sure Clare will be into that. Also got a nice dinner out planned at The Jackdaw, and comedy club on Saturday night.
Really quiet in work and around town today, everyone's extended their bank holiday break by a day...