Oh no! The Sun!

I'm at a conference for european networking folk in London at the moment, and despite being awfully busy thought I would relate this tale...

The chap sitting next to me is from Hungary, and has the most wonderful "I vant to drink your blood!" faux-Dracula accent. I couldn't help but smile.

Easily pleased I know.

In other news I seem to be going to Whitby with berrega. I hope this is not a mistake.