Went up to Manchester last weekend to visit some friends. It was so hot, much hotter than London. We did our version of the 'cultural' tour which consisted of shopping, eating and more shopping. On the way back to London our train hit something (the driver said it was some pesky kids messing around). Quite scary actually. Nevertheless, I arrived home in one piece and had a hectic day at work today. I work as a secretary/receptionist/dogsbody and some people interpret this role as open to abuse. However, I normally give as good as I get as long as the boss is out of earshot