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You guys probably know the story -- you bust your ass trying to finish a dissertation, big project at work, whatever - and then the next day, with defences down, you feel that scratchy feeling in the back of the throat and start sneezing. Yup. The late nights have taken their toll. But I have finished the book!
Fortunately it's not that bad a cold, as Isabel keeps reminding me, but I'm still enjoying some peace and quiet and downtime. We went out for dinner at Rasa Stoke Newington in Friday (yay!) and last night we went to see Pleasure's Progress at Covent Garden, based on William Hogarth's engravings; the show was rather good. It appealed to both of us - Isabel has an interest in the 18th century and I have an interest in the history of London.
We mused afterwards that the bar in the lobby probably wasn't selling as many after-theatre gin and tonics as it usually would.
Fortunately it's not that bad a cold, as Isabel keeps reminding me, but I'm still enjoying some peace and quiet and downtime. We went out for dinner at Rasa Stoke Newington in Friday (yay!) and last night we went to see Pleasure's Progress at Covent Garden, based on William Hogarth's engravings; the show was rather good. It appealed to both of us - Isabel has an interest in the 18th century and I have an interest in the history of London.
We mused afterwards that the bar in the lobby probably wasn't selling as many after-theatre gin and tonics as it usually would.