R Next Door informs me that there is a 'sickly smell' permeating my flat, because I don't always leave my windows open for an hour a day, regardless of weather. 'Yew do not notice it, but...' Just like the ulta-potent whiff of DOG that knocks you back on your heels when her door opens...
Getting around any part of London seems to be virtually impossible at the moment. Nearly an hour and a half to Knightsbridge this morning, and 'This bus terminates here' decantings each way...
