Down to London on a Friday night
A frantic phone call from Megs
"I can't find the hotel! I don't know where I am. No I can't see Blackfriars Bridge. No I can't see the Thames. Hang on - I can see water underneath me. Oh - I am on the bridge......"
Eventually we met up in the hotel restaurant - just in time for me to pay her food bill.
#students
(this was a weekend of wild hair - I think I was paying tribute to Hagrid....)
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