Wednesday, 1 April 2009

G20 Summit in the City

Hot town, summit in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city

All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

...so it's not until I'm already on the tube this morning that I realise I'm holding only my handbag - I've managed to waltz out my flat without my neatly packed overnight bag (sleeping over at the boy's flat tonight)

So I hop off at the next stop, walk home (which isn't too far) and log in remotely to my work computer and message my boss to let him know that due to the G20 summit and the associated protests I plan to work from home til lunchtime, just incase.

genius.

turned up to work earlier than planned when my slow internet connection conquered my patience - overnight bag firmly in hand :)

Turned out to be much ado about nothing - despite widely circulated warning emails to dress down, in no way resemble a banker, don't dare forget your security pass... there was no one round the London Bridge anyways... it was rather pleasantly empty. Still, it provided a very handy excuse for turning up late to work. love it.

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