Quick lunch at noodle place in town(should go more often, it's nice), and then headed off to London to give inferis and myriadofsins a hand moving house. I turned out to be the first helper to turn up, hmm. Their new flat is amazingly close to the Tube station, with convenient caff. And has a garden and (now) a cat. Result! Anyway, after shifting a load, and helping pack another, headed off back home, got back about 9:45. The journey between Reading and London is actually quite pleasant when it's quiet. I'd certainly rather spend a 25 minute journey on a 125 than heading off into London's outer reaches on a tube or suburban train.
We have lots of Christmas decorations up in the dining room now. Sue's talking about making a tablecloth. I'm hiding in the computer room.