Haven't been here for a while.

Lacking any plans for the weekend and running out of ways to occupy myself, I decided to take a walk. From home to Wembley, up Harrow Hill and back home again. What my Dad used to call a stroll.

Apart from the abberation of yesterday at work, I've had a lot of free time on my hands lately. So I've just been wandering around, killing time. It's great.

There's some loud, drunk Danish conversation filling the flat too. Maybe it's time I learnt a new language.