The world's coming apart at the seams. I had an appointment Saturday morning, 10:30, for a financial review at my bank. Now, because we live in the Computer Age ^TM, accounts are no longer transfered to your local branch when you move house, so mine is still held at the Lancaster branch, and it was they who made the appointment for me at Watford. Of course, when I got to the Watford branch, they had no record of my appointment. Insanity. Also, it seems that there's some sort of localised magic field over Eisenegger in Watford that causes my legs to be two inches shorter than anywhere else.

Other than that quite a relaxing weekend, watched some West Wing, failed to watch Something's Gotta Give with Caz Saturday night. Amanda was at a Soul in the City training day all Saturday, and Sunday was pretty good.

Congrats to Maria Sharapova, Roger Federer and the Greek national football team.

Uploaded pictures of Ely, it may be a dull place, but it sure is pretty.